Autumn has really and truly arrived. ππ
I live in New Hampshire and weβre well known for many things. We are the first place in the nation to vote in each election. We have the most metal state slogan ever. Live Free or Die π€ Apple picking and pumpkin patches. π Mountains, mountains, and more mountains. An utter disrespect for the safety of human life when it comes to seat belt laws or helmet requirements for motorcycles (thatβs where they really take live free or die to heart). Our people talk way too fast and sometimes we use the word f**k like a comma.
The list goes on but based on the flood of traffic we experience every autumn, the thing we might be most well known for is the fall foliage. Most of our tiny little state is covered in thick forest, and at this time of year, it begins to look like someone has set it on fire. The leaves turn and color explodes everywhere. The first to go are the swamp maples. They turn a deep red before colors begin popping out anywhere else. My house sits near the top of a small mountain in Sanbornton, NH and Iβm completely surrounded by trees in every direction. While working yesterday, I looked out the window next to my desk and noticed one of the trees in our yard has turned bright orange even though most of its neighbors are still green or just turning yellow. This is a picture I took yesterday morning when I noticed.
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