Wednesday was my day off. It had stopped raining, so I decided to go hiking and find a path I had heard of, but had never walked.
View from my window this morning.
What kind of tree is this?
I chose the broadest and easiest way, but to heaven the road is narrow.
Even the blueberry leaves have changed colours.
Down there is my school.
This T-sign shows that this is the way to go.
Back home I took a picture of the apple tree I always look at from my kitchen.
The apples look delicious, but my landlord has not said I could eat of them.
The next day:
My 93-year-old landlord is out picking apples.