Forest Hills is beautiful year-round, but autumn may be its most glorious season.
The area where I live is bordered by parkland on two sides – Soapstone Valley to the south and Rock Creek Park to the east. Sometimes I find it hard to believe we are in the city.
Our neighborhood has a wide variety of types and vintages of trees, in part because as trees are felled by storms or age, the District faithfully replaces them with young trees – often of a different species that won’t threaten the power lines during a storm.
On a recent walk I took my camera to see what I could record of this beauty. It was not only a lovely walk, but a reassuring reminder that nature’s dazzling grandeur can be relied upon regardless of what else might be happening in our lives. This is something to be thankful for!
