Sunday, October 25, 2015

Fifth Fall

Did you know that during the months of September to November, the leaves burst on fire and change color before they drop from the the trees so you can stomp on them with a satisfying crunch?

If you were born and raised in California, then the answer is no. It's simply a product of Hollywood (where this phenomenon definitely does not happen), and only happens over there, on the other side of the country, or Canada. We simply grew up in greens or browns. And then I moved away...


View of the Siene, Rive Droite and the back of the Louvre
Paris, Fall 2010

Gardens of Waddesdon Manor
Buckinghamshire, England, Fall 2010

La Defense,
Paris, Fall 2011
Sloe Berry Picking Adventure with favorite Frenchies
Park near Harrow, London, England, Fall 2011

View of the Golden Triangle/Downtown Pittsburgh, from Grandview Station
Pittsburgh, Fall 2012

The thunderstorm the previous weekend had stripped the trees already...
Loyalhanna Creek, off US 30 West
Ligonier, Fall 2013

Montreal, Quebec, Canada, Fall 2014

Potts Mountain, Jefferson National Forrest, Virginia, Fall 2015

And so, five years later...

I hadn't realized it had been so long since I've been away from "home." A woman I met had asked if I was from California, asked what the job situation was like back there, and I said, "Oh, I haven't lived there in like, five years," mentioning that I had moved out to Pittsburgh, and then here, earlier this year. 

"Oh, so you're an East Coaster now, then," she stated. 

I had no response. 

I still have no response.