I lived in the desert for a long time, five years in the high desert of New Mexico and nine years in the coastal desert of Southern California. Words can't really describe the strange cravings that I would have every September and October. Not for any food, but an intense, primal craving for weather. A change of things. How fortunate I am to now live in a place where the fall is so rich with color, so varied, so crisp. Fall isn't just something you witness here, it engulfs you, you breathe it, drink it, absorb it. Here, some fall photos from one of my favorite families, shot here in Portland.
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