I can't seem to find the time to compose one of my typical awe-inspiring posts, so enjoy some scenes from Wyndanwood. These pictures were taken two weeks ago before the leaves fell off the trees. I just love it out there.
There is nothing like the smell of bacon frying in the open air. I made breakfast for everyone before they came over to the clearing where we took the pictures.
I think Beatrice likes it out here too.
The colors were just phenomenal, and the way they reflected off the pond made it hard to tell where the water ended and the land started.