My muse

I'm nearly exiting my third Alaskan autumn and it is by far the most beautiful fall we've had since we moved here.   

Fall has always been my favorite season and it was what I missed most about Michigan during our time in the south.

 

The fall this year almost compares to Michigan, but our color scheme is limited to dark golds, bright yellows, and browns,

 

at least when it comes to trees,

 

and I miss the orange and red hues that Michigan has to offer.

 

I was waiting for a sunny day off of work to head down to my favorite spot,

the hayflats,

 

which has become my muse of sorts.

 

It seems that I was not the only one with that idea.

 

I've never seen the place so busy.

 

Everyone was out to enjoy the beautiful weather and gorgeous views.

 

I can't blame them,

 

although I kind of like having the place to myself.