Or going out the front entrance.
Down by the Sacred Circle and the Farm......
Just outside the front porch....
Across the stream......
Every road promises more colorful vistas just over the hill....
Enota wears Autumn like a richly embroidered shawl...
And Enota comes to life as the veil of last night's campfire smoke and the mists rise.
The campers down in the primitive campground beside the stream get their wake-up call....
As the sun arcs, the trees over the stream are backlit....
More Autumnal scenery and doings at Enota...sunrise.
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