I moved to Virginia about three years ago. Hard to believe it's only been three years. Since living here, I've discovered that I LOVE northern Virginia. It's a beautiful place to live. There are four distinct seasons, and I look forward to the change in all of them . . . well, except for summer. But the summers here are not as hot and humid as they are in coastal North Carolina where you swelter just sitting in the shade, like it or not. Don't get me wrong, there are hot and humid days here too; but they just don't seem as hot or humid as the dog days of NC.
The spring and fall in northern Virginia are beautiful. The colors are intoxicating, and it's hard to keep your eyes on the road because there is so much to see and appreciate. I've been taking lots of fall pictures, mainly because I never get tired of looking at the reds, golds, and yellows. When I drove home from work yesterday, the sky was a gorgeous shade of violet as the sun started to set. It was a painter's dream. Then as I neared my house, I noticed brake lights in the road in front of me. Looking up, I saw a beautiful buck, complete with a large set of antlers. I pulled off to the side of the road. He backed away and looked right at me. He was gorgeous. Then he ran off into the fields and all I saw was his white tail and the antlers bobbing in the distance. When I turned to check on getting back in the road, there was a guy right next to me who had stopped his car to watch the deer too. We just smiled at each other and drove on our ways.
None of this really has anything to do with the title of this post, but I just had to share one of the reasons why I love northern Virginia. And these photos show you another.