16 09, 2017

Souvenir Saturday: Fall in Boston

By |September 16th, 2017|Categories: Souvenirs, Travel|Tags: , , , , , , , , , |0 Comments

I got this beautiful watercolor at Paul Rever Mall, part of the freedom trail and just outside of the Old North Church where Paul Rever hanged his two lanterns in warning. This park was full of crunchy fall leaves that I enjoyed jumping on, so I was happy to see this artist selling this painting to remind me of being in Boston in the fall. Souvenir Saturday is an every-other week series on the items that represent travel memories.

30 09, 2016

Fall Colours – Yellow

By |September 30th, 2016|Categories: Local, Nature & Outdoors, Photography|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , |0 Comments

By my old condo, there was a ditch with many trees. The wind would blow all the leaves from the neighborhood into this ditch, and it would reach 3 feet high in some places. It was one of my favorite places during the fall. Huge yellow leaves up above, crunchy brown ones below. I enjoyed kicking and jumping in the leaves, while my dog loved jumping and eating the leaves. Seriously, she eats them up like potato chips. Every Friday Lili shares her favorite photography & the stories behind the photos.

23 09, 2016

Fall at St. Malo – Allenspark, CO

By |September 23rd, 2016|Categories: Attractions & Sights, Local, Photography, Travel|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |0 Comments

This little church in the mountains is beautiful in any season, but I think fall is the best. I stumbled upon a wedding this day. Every Friday Lili shares her favorite photography & the stories behind the photos.

26 10, 2015

Travel Missteps: Following the Fall Leaves on the Freedom Trail

By |October 26th, 2015|Categories: Travel, Travel Missteps|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , |0 Comments

One of the best sounds in life is that crisp crunch sound when stepping on fall leaves. At my old condo, the wind would blow all the leaves in this grassy ditch behind the parking lot. The pile would get huge, up to my waist. My dog would join me as I jumped and kicked up the leaves. Then again, my dog’s main goal was to eat as many fall leaves as she cool, like they were potato chips. I still miss that home just for those fall leaves. So when I had just a single brief afternoon in Boston