Every fall color was on display, though the day began with drizzle and overcast, muting the brilliance somewhat.
The maples, sassafrass, dogwoods, hickories, and poplars were the most colorful.
Grandma Judy would rather hold Brianna than eat lunch.
Just before the trail ended at the parking area, we paused to examine some black walnuts on the ground. A moment later I heard Judy and a couple of other familiar voices exclaiming greetings. It was our dear Moore County friends David and Trish! What a bit of serendipity (we get more than our allotted share, you may have noticed).
This is their first time seeing Brianna. She likes them and they like her.
Grownups, please smile. Brianna, do as you please.
We don't get together nearly often enough, but at least we got to do a little catching up today!
Or was she just waiting to stick her tongue out at me behind my back?
Beautiful water, beautiful trees.
Of course North Carolina's state parks are made for her people to enjoy. But at the end of the day, when serenity finally returns to the lake, to the hills, to the trees, I suspect all nature breathes a sign of relief, "At last-- they've gone home!"