Hayride time. Brrrrr. We went on Saturday and it seemed the longer we were out, the stronger the wind blew and the colder it felt---but it was beautiful.
Some of the trees with their leaves still intact.
We stopped to roast hotdogs.
A lonely maple still clothed in yellow.
Okay, so it's a tractor, no horses. Still, such a nice day. And a big thank you to Bob for taking us on this trip.