Even before the leaves really start to turn, and trees put on their brilliant autumnal mantle, the sunshine of autumn, more relaxed and mellow than summer sunshine, less eager than spring, makes me catch my breath and see the world afresh.
The first three pictures were taken near the field where Sam plays soccer on Saturday mornings.
In contrast to piping voices and fast-forward motion on the fields across the stream, this quiet cemetery sat in the sunshine, contented and still.
The last two pictures were taken in our own backyard.
In September, beauty dwells, even among us.