Moving to Chicago last year meant experiencing all of the seasons from a fresh perspective. I had a new winter, new spring, new summer and a new fall. Despite the comparisons to other places I've lived (which I often do), I was actually quite pleased with the overall aesthetic of the "Chicago Fall".
Lately, it has been quite lovely - please don't misunderstand me, October weather was awful - with gorgeous, vibrant color. The trees are all on their own schedules, with some just starting to lose their leaves and turn deep scarlet and blazing orange. It's like a palette of adjectives.
I took this picture in our proverbial "front yard" this weekend - it's funny to me because all of the neighboring sister trees seem to have lost their leaves. But this, this gal is holding strong!
Final note - it seems that way out here in the mid-west, the term "leaf peeping" is not standard autumnal verbiage. I mentioned going leaf peeping in MA and NH and was met with blank looks and then smirks at my choice of words. Honestly, there are LEAF PEEPERS in the northeast, leaf peeping packages in VT, signs directing peepers to certain areas, I think you can even buy a map of optimal leaf peeping sites...too funny. I know it's a real phrase, I guess that is all that matters, right?
