Fall in the Bay Area may not bring the dramatic foliage of New England, but there’s something special about the way the season quietly settles in. The air turns crisp, the sun casts a softer glow, and the familiar sights of Oakland take on a cozier feel.
Julia and I took advantage of a cool, clear day to walk around Lake Merritt with Trevor. He trotted along, ears perking at the sounds of birds and distant rowers slicing through the water. The lake, always a mix of nature and city life, was lively but not crowded—joggers keeping pace, families strolling, and a few dedicated birdwatchers scanning for egrets and pelicans.
We made a stop at the Botanical Gardens at Lake Merritt, a hidden gem tucked just beyond the main trail. The bonsai garden was a highlight, its miniature trees perfectly pruned, each telling a story of patience and precision. Some had been carefully shaped for decades, their twisted trunks and delicate leaves reflecting the artistry behind the practice.
Further in, the botanical garden was still holding on to summer’s last blooms, with a mix of vibrant flowers and fading petals. The mix of textures, colors, and the occasional rustling of leaves reminded me why fall is one of my favorite seasons to photograph.
Simple days like this are what make fall feel special—cool air, warm light, and quiet moments shared in a familiar place.
