George, and other golden-ish snapshots

Walked with Kesha to Spring Grove and marveled at the leaves. We’re in prime-peeping this week in Cincinnati. That evening I got to meet Andrew and George in the elevator. George had grown so much since when I lived in the Can Factory, and he was on his best behavior.

A golden autumn tree reflected in a pond
Spring Grove in Autumn
Artificial flowers at a tomb
A closed tavern in the early evening
Knowlton Tavern, closed for some time now