A rainy, misty morning signals New Yorkers in Ithaca that autumn is just around the corner. So Buttermilk Falls State Park is alive with hikers and campers, all intent on squeezing in another day of outdoor fun.
The overnight rains have moved on, after adding a bit more whoosh to the cascade of the falls, and there may be a picnic in our future.
And our wonderful blogging buddy Virginia descries this morning perfectly:
Clutching a mug of coffee hot and fresh from the camp stove
I’ve dipped a toe into the water of Buttermilk Falls.
The early morning mist is curling silky tendrils over the rocks.