Some late blooming bushes were laden with creamy flowers that laced the air with natural perfume.
The sun peeked through the golden leaves to make a lovely reflection in a pool.
The ground was carpeted with a stunning carpet
I couldn't even bear to walk on.
The little church (built in 1893) was my favorite though,
with its bell tower
piercing the crisp blue autumn afternoon.
Now we are off to Indiana.
If you have any beautiful days of Autumn left
in your neighborhood,
enjoy them with relish.