The timing was perfect: we were headed up to Litchfield County for our friend Bruce's annual Octoberfest Party, and Renee -- a Florida girl, born and bred, through and through -- would get to see some of that famous, spectacular, New England foliage.
Connecticut is wee. It's small. It's the third wee-est state. And in a state that small, it still takes 2 hours to get from our house to Bruce's. If there's no traffic.
The foliage on our road trip? Spectacular, as promised.
And Renee? Was she impressed with it all? Well, we do not know, because Renee wasn't with us. She bailed.
Oh, sure, she fell off a swamp buggy and had to have like 17,000 staples put in her arm, but sheesh! We're talking foliage here, girl!
Sigh. Poor Renee.
Renee? This one's for you.
I could wax poetic about the fabulousness of this years colors but is that strictly necessary? No, it is not. Let's let the fabulous colors speak for themselves.
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This year's edition of Tree Porn brought to you by our very own Mistah, keen of eye and big of heart.