For a few weeks every autumn, the Adirondacks transform into a fairyland of color and radiant light. It’s a favorite time of year for any photographer, and I’m no different. It’s as if Mother Nature is having one final incredible party before folding up her tent for the long winter. I’ve never gotten tired of reserving as much time as possible to journey northward and find new places to enjoy, or just revisit familiar places where I always find something new.