The fall colors around Staten Island were a little hard to predict this year. Sometimes flat sometimes colorful. And so I held out small hope that here at the Harlem Mere it might lean to more colorful than less, though I doubted it. But since I wanted to scout out locations up here for future reference for that inevitable fall where the colors were spectacular everywhere, I made the trek up north on this cloudy day. But it turned out that my first guess was correct and the colors were indeed drab and flat here as well, so I went into my scouting mode camera in hand to view the world through as I walked.
As I took the long trip around the mere pausing at different spots while my minds eye imagined beautiful scenes that were yet to be, I stopped at this location as well, and as I did I noticed that the drab 'deadishness' of this autumn scene actually had an interesting charm about it.
