Autumn always leaves me wanting more. It’s the appetizer-sized season that usually has me eying adjacent months for just a little more of the same…
This year it seemed to linger a little longer. As I’ve hit my favorite running trails this past week, bright splashes of color can still be found amongst the architecture of bared trees. It was one lovely last breath of crisp air under a warm sun. Fairly soon, the exhale will be a puff of frosty vapor.
At this time last year, a friend and I stole away to Mohican State Park for a midweek hike. No crowds. No maps or cell 
signals either, but we still managed to find the rusty red fire tower and a couple of hiking trails. We explored a little, climbing down to a waterfall with a massive tree root structure for handholds, and picnicked at the Pleasant Hill Dam.
More of an amble than a race, it was Fall at a savoring pace.
Updated from November 15, 2010.
Pretty fall scene photos, Heather!
……..*sigh*……. how much I do miss autumn….!
~Susanne
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