The wind and the sky are blustery today...the rain lightly comes and goes..change is afoot for fall I trust. Times like this I miss so greatly the changing seasons further North, especially Northern Georgia where we used to camp and take photographs and Kentucky where I once lived and went to school.
Even the upper Suwannee would suffice on a fall day, the beauty there equal to the finest fall leaves further North. Subtle in most places with pockets of blazing glory.
Nothing beats the fall reflections in the dark tannic water and the golds upon the blue springs.
Come the cool I hope to again take the canoe upstream past Cone Bridge to the sandbar.
Jordon and I had a great time camping there several years ago.
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