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I took this photo, one morning while on my way to work.

While we enjoy the beautiful colors of Fall and all the summer memories we recall, it's inevitable that these things won't last, at least until the next season. Seasons come and go. So does the old things. We need to let go of the past. To give way to a new, and hopefully better future. This is the view that I wake up to, during fall. Winter is coming and hopefully, I'll capture a winter version of this view. Stay tuned.

You may feel alone So many things on your own So, why not, come home?

Took this photo on the week before the Sakura Festival 2017. The irregular weather pattern took toll on the blooming of delicate sakura flowers.

A photo of a gray squirrel (Sciurus carolinensis pennsylvanicus) I took today at Lafayette Square. Gray squirrels are typically 12 - 21 inches long and weigh 1 - 1.5 lbs. Body color ranges form grayiish to yellow brown with light underbelly, hind legs and chin. They usually have 1 to 2 litters a year and 2 - 4 young per litter. They are usually active from dawn up to late afternoon.   Squirrels do not hibernate but become less active during cold seasons using leaf nests and tree cavities for protection. We have one nest on a tree near the porch :-) They dig shallow holes to store nuts and other foods for winter. They are primarily herbivores, with a diet that can include nuts, seeds, insects eggs, fruits and baby birds. They are typically docile animals and mind their own business, but can become aggressive when protecting their young.

Hello! Mr. Bunny Rabbit, will you have some tea? No, no! Thank you, not for me. I like to eat carrots I don't like tea! Here's a photo of a rabbit running around near the house, wary of the sometimes presence of a fox (who's quite loud when gets frustrated when unable to catch a rabbit).

If I held in my hand, every grain of sand Since time first began to be Still I could never count, measure the amount Of all the things you are to me If I could paint the sky, hang it out to dry I would want the sky to be Oh, such a grand design, an everlasting sign Of all the things you are to me You are the sun, that comes on summer winds You are the falling year, that autumn brings You are the wonder and the mystery In everything I see, The things you are to me Sometimes I wake at night, and suddenly take fright You might be just fantasy But then you reach for me, and once again I see All the things you are to me You are the sun, That comes on summer winds You are the falling year, that autumn brings You are the wonder and the mystery In everything I see, the things you are to me All the things you are… to me The song just came to mind while looking at this picture. I took this some time ago during our visit at Skyline Drive in Virginia. ...