Mom has a nice house in a tiny community on top of a mountain on the outskirts of Eureka Springs. Her view is beautiful, Glory be to God, and with the unusually late fall color—trees are usually bare by this time of the year: hooray for climate change, I guess—I got rather snap-happy.
I think I’m getting better at shooting the forest despite the trees, but it was a few days before I started trying to think about what I was shooting, and then I realized that I hadn’t been thinking much about what I was shooting… Eh. I should get a handle on that.
Anyway, I shot most all of these around Mom’s house, and there are many more where these came from, but I won’t subject you to them.
