We loved seeing all the colors every time we passed by this forest preserve.
The maples were ablaze with fiery color.
These wild grape vines were tenacious and strangling in our back yard. Here in the forest, it seemed more modest and controlled.
I always loved the changing seasons of Illinois. Spring and fall were my favorites. The big joke was that spring and fall in our area lasted only 2 weeks. It sure felt like it. However, by its very briefness, it was more appreciated and valued.
Perhaps it's a reminder that we should treasure and celebrate all those glorious days of our lives.
