Magic of Fall on Cape Cod
I love
photography. I used to be dreaming of incorporating it into what I do for
living one day. It didn’t happen thus far but aspirations are still present and
I keep on enjoying every decent shot as much as an unskilled amateur can enjoy
sudden, spasmodic success.
We spent
last weekend on Cape Cod – a place full of majestic nature on one hand and
fairytale like on the other. It calls for photography. Besides, Cape gets
completely vacant when the season ends and appeals to any hopeless romantic out
there longing for seclusion, quietness and maybe a tiny bit of melancholy. You know, the good kind of melancholy. The one
you feel looking at the falling red leaves and reading a book by the fireplace or
listening to your cat’s purring, snugging the blanket up your chin and tracing
snowflakes in the window.
Here’s a few
pics I liked and wanted to share.