I rarely feel Nostalgia. I’m the kind of person who is always looking ahead, rarely looking back. Living in Southern California for the past five years, one of the rare occasions I feel a little nostalgic is at the beginning of Autumn. Everything about Autumn is magic and I especially miss the beautiful spectacle of leaves changing colors, something I took for granted in the 30 years I lived in the Washington, D.C. area. Here are some photos of our neighborhood, in the D.C. suburb of Potomac, MD. They were  taken in mid-October, when the leaves were just beginning to change colors. Our house was the last one on the right, next to the woods. A very tranquil place, where families of deer often came to visit… Sigh…