Or, Why I got an Instagram after talking smack for so long...
Sure there are some okay things this time of year, thanksgiving, leftovers, apple cider, and of course the foliage, but the shifting seasons always gets me. (Maybe it's just tomato withdrawal.)
Sure, I love the light and colors this time of year, but there just isn't enough to go around.
Also, my fall into shallow single images has nicely mirrored the fall, and the decline of seasons from the bounty of summer to the cold depths of winter.
There's an old joke - um... two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of 'em says, "Boy, the food at this place is really terrible." The other one says, "Yeah, I know; and such small portions." ~ Alvy Singer