Our temperatures in Seattle are not as extreme as in other areas of the country and we slip a little more slowly into each season as the months go by. The red leaves linger until the winds pick up over the Sound and strips the trees, but even then a few stubborn ones hold on for a bit longer.I drove around the neighborhood and the park above the harbor on a foggy day this past weekend and got some shots I thought I'd share with you.
The benches are empty.
Fog, mysterious, ghostly.
Still holding on.
A touch of color, red amongst the evergreen, a few bare limbs.
