For the Love of Fall… and Democracy

and why I don’t want the fall OF democracy

(photos by me… approximately .00001% of the photos I’ve taken during my favorite season)

I harbor crazy-mad passion for late-stage autumn.

The crunchy music of sidewalks littered with leaves… how the air thins with the crisp, damp scent of seasonal decay. How sunlight oozes through foliage and bakes the last threads of chlorophyll before we’re left to inhale only “left-over” oxygen for winter.