Rain showers were forecast so when I saw that the sun was out at 7:30 yesterday morning I grabbed my camera and took some photos. In mid-August here in Vermont the days are still warm/hot but the light changes and the nights are considerably cooler. At this time we know fall and winter are coming. "You can smell it the air." a friend tells me every year.
A local wooden church.
A stained glass window which I like for its simplicity.
These days I'm not sure if or how many of the services are held in Welsh.
The once lush greens are a bit tired looking.
And there is the occasional red maple leaf.
If I didn't spend so much time taking photos I could rake up the remnants of last year's dead leaves.