Note: Last night I was adding Veterans photos to the Veterans Gallery and creating a new blog post for Thursday slipped my mind. If you’d like to see the new additions, here’s the link to the Gallery
Ginkgoes
Rich golden fan shaped leaves make the Gingko a stand out this time of year. My sister sent NYC gingko pics snd I had taken one I’d taken here in Pittsburgh.
Saturday morning photos, hint of the frost before the sun hit.
November.
Autumn leaves in photographs. Autumn light. We’re waiting for the red, yellow and orange colors to arrive. So far we’ve got mostly brown. Waiting for the frost
The leaves in the photographs give a lot of information to the viewer.
Somewhere in a box of old pics I have a photo of the kids with a backdrop of fake autumn trees and birches. I wish I could find it. It’s corny but fun. These photos have real leaves in them.
so if you’re thinking of taking pictures in leaves get ready. Here’s a link to Autumn in Pittsburgh four years ago
from The archives 
Mark in Clarion 1980
Murphy in Pittsburgh 2004
Charlie raking leaves 2017
Kristie senior photo November 2016
Handstand man Zagreb Park path October 2015
Highland Park 2015
Melissa Senior Photo 2016
Anna, Michael, Jack and Maura Columbus 2014
Streets of Gold.
Golden Gingko leaves on the city streets.
Pittsburgh Autumn
A few plants and a conifer, too. From the Schoenberg neighborhood.
Laura and Charlie enjoying the crunch of the leaves at the playground this morning.
I tried to be an observer, not a participant. Watched them play together. Just kept shooting, trying to be unobtrusive.
Kept my distance and sorry I didn’t have a zoom lens.
It was a happy time. A joy to watch Charlie have fun in the leaves.
The bear hat doesn’t quite fit right but old grandma will knit another one.
Big slide, the swings, finding a shadow, mommy hide behind the tree trunk, throw the leaves, kick the leaves, stomp and crunch pick up a big stick.
No shortage of games and activities.
He was trying to master the balance beam, figure it out. Too hard but the fact he was trying was something to watch.
One direct smile at old Froo Froo Ruthie.
Yes he knew I was there! Hard not to notice that sock monkey who sits on the 24-70 lens.
Back to the car. Good bye playground. See you soon.
Ailanthus and asters amongst the weeds.
In fact the tree is a weed tree.
The asters pushed up and survived despite neglect. As the sun was setting the colors called to me through the kitchen window and I went out and caught them. 
