Well.. it’s beginning to look like that mess we call picturesque down my street:
All I can say is there is leaves everywhere. It was admirable at first, but now they crowd my sidewalks, doorways, my windshield, my gates; they’re everywhere.. but seriously, check them out:
Ripe as a delicious skittle. Weird enough, I was tempted to eat these little guys.
This tree below me is religious in color..
One fall morning, I was killing some time over by MIT — seeing that it’s in my backyard, I decided to go check out the Charles River, famed for it’s glory for sailboats, rowers, and shenanigans.
..Kinda cool; if you look close up you can see the Charles MGM bridge, a Red Line MBTA marvel. If you’re lucky and clouds don’t exist, hit the T around 5:30PM inbound and you’ll crawl over the bridge’s (and Boston’s for that matter) best scenic sunset shot possible. It’s specter is definitely post card material.. just like this picture below:
..uh huh, aimed one right. I grew a mustache, so you could eat your heart out. Halloweens’ never seen such a role model. Take notes.
This picture was my favorite, caught this frothy badger at night. Despite the light qualities, this dry shot took zero edits and a VERY steady hand:
Life is too short.. to not be accessorizing your clothing apparel with glued on barbies and eating leafs.