This post is not about Robert McCloskey's book, but about the sunrise that I waited for on Saturday that never came due to the fog rolling over the pond.  Still got some great shots, and some later shots of both the pond and the river.
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Aidan and I were playing in the gravel pit this evening that my mother owns, which also happens to be next to my sister's house.  Here are some shots that show definite signs of autumn on the horizon.
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