For some reason my inbox today was filled with emails about happenings in DC and for a bit of the afternoon I felt a pang of homesickness for city life.
There’s something about fall in a city. Boots. Crunchy leaves. Coffee shops. Hot chocolate. Scarves. Trench coats and cashmere mittens… Sigh.
But there’s also something majestic about fall in the country. Like really awe-inspiring. The rich colors, open skies, and cooler temperatures (70° is considered “cool” here) have transformed Shreveport from a brutally hot, dusty desert into a gorgeous, lush countryside.
Here are some photos from this afternoon’s walk with Gidget around the “neighborhood,” where the neighborhood is really just open land with some swamps.