Birding in Ashtabula, OH, October 2011
Orrville, OH, October 2012
Ashtabula, OH, October 2011
Corn Maze in Orrville, OH, 2012
Hayride in Hocking Hills, OH, 2013
My #2 and #3 kiddos, Cooper and Hope Eller
Hope's 18th birthday party, November 2014
My 3 very young children trick-or-treating, October 2000.
Spencer is 8, Cooper is 5, and Hope is almost 4.
Birding in Wisconsin, October 2014
My happy place. Marblehead Lighthouse near my home, October 2013
Aldo Leopold Foundation & Cottage, Wisconsin, October 2014
Bowling Green University vs. Ohio University, October 2014
My owl pumpkin! October, 2014
Carved with love, and a very dull knife.
My favorite local farmer's market, Bergman's in Port Clinton, OH
Photo of me by Bill Thompson III, October 2011
Cooper's Senior Year of Football, 2013
Birding with the Ohio Ornithological Society, 2013
At the International Crane Foundation with Kyle Carlsen and Michael & Diane Porter, October 2014
(Whooping cranes in the background!)
With some of my favorite people, Fall 2013: Tim Appleton, Sharon Stiteler, Bill Thompson III, and Mark Cocker
My daughter-in-law Casie and my son Spencer. Carving pumpkins and fall crafting at my house.
Wisconsin fall landscape, October 2014
Cooper and Hope, Fall 2013
Bergman's!
Our cat pumpkin, 2013
Fall birding in South Texas! Great kiskadee and green jays, just a few of the many South Texas specialty birds.
Blue Ridge Parkway, Virginia, 2010
(And my first attempt at photo filters, a tad overdone.)
Wishing you a glorious fall season full of beauty, color, peace, and love!
I'll leave you with beautiful words of fall from one of my favorite poets.
OCTOBER
by Robert Frost
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the all.
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the all.
Beauties! I love the feeling of fallen leaves underfoot...sometimes I forget to look at the birds!
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