We drove first to our top meadow, where fields of corn, dried by sun and wind to a warm shade of russet, are awaiting harvest.
Trees clothed in fiery reds, burnt umbers, tawny oranges...a vast array of warm earth tones....surrounded the meadow.
Bright sunshine magnified the colors......
filtering through the woods....
and enhancing the vivid greens of the hayfields.
As we drove down out of the meadow I marveled at the beauty of the fall and God's artistry.
The dark green of pines interspersed with the deciduous trees....
.....made a brilliant contrast.
We didn't actually drive very far,
Soon we headed for home to do a bit of work outside before the sun set. That's another of our cornfields, with our farm tucked at the bottom of the hill.
Ecru, against rust, green, gold and a cloudless blue sky. What could be prettier?
Another view of the farm a little further down the hill.
So I took a few photos from our back yard of the surrounding views.
I'll miss the soft browns of the cornfields once they're harvested.