I feel the most beautiful season in the Hudson Valley is autumn. The light changes from a blue/white to a yellow/gold.
Before falling to the ground, the leaves on the maple, oak and elm trees morph into a visual treat of translucent color. Vibrant reds, yellow and orange blend together to form a mosaic.
Once on the ground the leaves turn brown and remain in place until a car drives through them. Then they dance and twirl one last time before flying off to the side of the road.
While my heart soars at the beauty of the season, I also feel sadness. While the calendar says that the end of the year is December 31st, my heart tells me this is the end. I must pick the last of the tomatoes while they are still green and I know the first frost will kill the remaining few summer flowers.
I love autumn in the Hudson Valley. I love the golden light.
What is your favorite season?