Along the North tip of Lake Whatcom, there is a beautiful walking path that is magnificent in the fall. Recently we walked part of it with some friends and as always, it didn't disappoint. The sun shone down on the lake, autumn colors abounded, the air was crisp and clean and the company lovely.
In the summer this is a place to wade in the cool water and sit in the shade of the massive trees to cool off. This time of year you're better to dress warmly, walk briskly to keep warm and even better, bring a thermos of hot chocolate to share somewhere along the way.
The beckoning path.
The children found gigantic fallen leaves. It was fun to hear the crunch of the leaves beneath our feet. In some places, the ground was completely obscured by them.
The sun was heading down for the night as we made our way back.
My boys are always fond of throwing rocks in the water. It's such a simple game that produces such joy in little ones.
Running with abandon through the crisp leaves.
“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.” -Jane Austen