Beautiful blumes of color had appeared in Washington Valley Park, near the Gilbride Road trail head.
I happily took many photos of the changing leaves.
The forest was noisy and alive with the sound of wind through the branches and the new layer of dry leaves crunching underfoot.
Despite the wind and cold, a solitary Painted Turtle (Chrysemys picta) appeared mysteriously on a floating log. As I approaching to get a closer shot, it deftly returned to the water without a sound.
There is no time quite like fall. Every season painted a new season in yellow, orange and greens.
Every surface shows off the bright colors.
Entire trees show their fall colors.
Drawing circles on the water by throwing a rock into the creek.
I enjoy the splashing sound a few small rocks make disappearing into the water.