I’ve been lucky enough to experience the Fall season on opposite coasts and abroad. Each one being slightly different, yet largely the same. The cooler weather, the falling leaves and the beautiful colors that highlight each day. Despite it’s march to Winter and colder days. It’s a time we enjoy some of the best things life has to offer. Though I’ve never carved a pumpkin and detest punmkin spice anything. I have been known to roll around in piles of leaves and create life threatening shortages in apple cider donuts. As I look out my window and see the colorful trees and foliage. I know that no matter where todays journey takes me. It will be a colorful one. The pictures below were taken on the roof and in the park behind my apartment in the Rainier area of Seattle a few years back.
Category: Fall Colors
Routines and Rituals
With a move just a day away and an exhausting week of packing almost done, I hope to move forward with my energy and purpose. Our new home offers many windows of opportunity to put forth. Or, at the very least, supplement the ideas and plans I’ve been looking to add, subtract, or continue as we’ve made it a habit to visit the condo since our closing day regularly, sometimes to bring essentials, others to measure or plan. It never goes without notice how an empty room allows for boundless thoughts, ideas, and creativity. Below is a shortlist of actions and undertakings I plan on implementing or continuing.
Tai-chi – What a great way to start the day? In with the good and our with the bad.
Minimalism – This has been an obsession of mine for some time. Packing for the move has been a revelation—a back-breaking reminder of everything I had to have.
Meditation – Since I was in grammar school, I’ve relied on meditation for long periods, often interrupted by being too busy with complete nonsense. Considering how beneficial the results have always been, I often find myself scratching my head as to why I ever stop. Whether it be stress, anxiety, overthinking, breathing, or just clearing the mind, five minutes to a half-hour of meditation does more than any pill or time with a therapist has ever done for me.
Welcoming the Fall
I have never carved a pumpkin. I don’t like pumpkin pie and think the whole pumpkin spice thing is bat shit crazy. I don’t have kids, but hate that adults have basically hijacked the whole costume tradition. Aside from that, I bought forty dollars worth of candy last year and decorated my apartment door only to great ZERO trick or treators.
That said, I love the Fall, it’s colors and sweater weather. I love apple picking and the sound of leaves crunching under my feat. Each year, I visit the pumpkin patches, admire the hand crafted scarecrows with my wife and even convince her to sit and watch “It’s the great pumpkin, Charlie Brown.”
Chasing Autumn
After three weekends that featured trips to Storm King, Trenton and a few others. We finally hit our stride when visiting Woodstock for the very first time. For this trip I followed a friends advice, ditching the filters and allowing the areas true colors do the work for me.





