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I know I haven't posted about travel in a while now, and that's a shame for the handful of you who liked looking at photos from around the world. On the other hand, it saves you from having to read about it all the time. I'm going to try to temper all of that by instituting Travel Tuesdays. I'll post something about travel on Tuesdays and Tuesdays only. In a happy accident, I posted a brief write-up of our honeymoon last Tuesday, but we're pretending that this whole idea starts today.

To start off this new idea, it only makes sense to start close to home. Upon returning to the USA, Jenna and I moved to the west side of Cleveland despite how it has almost nothing in common with Italy. She got a job on the far-west side and I followed. While there are ups and downs in Cleveland, we've picked out a couple of favorite, beautiful spots.

And then we bought a nicer camera than our cell phones so we could take some cool photos, starting with the Rocky River reservation right next to our house.


While there's plenty to see in the park, we might've waited too long to get a good camera because the leaves have almost entirely fallen by now, leaving us with a lot of bare trees and a general lack of reds in the canopy. Sad, right?

Nope, because University Circle still has its colors, for some reason. We went over to Lakeview Cemetery the week before buying our new camera and it was the final inspiration to make that purchase; the colors were perfect and we only had our (serviceable) cell phone cameras to capture those shots. Upon return, we were met with just enough to get us by...



We were able to get a couple of good shots near Wade chapel, plus a ton of super-colorful photos of the trees as we messed around with various settings on the camera. Of course, we also stopped at University Circle itself and played with the single-color filters on the camera, plus a few others.




Really, we're just getting started with this camera and with photographing Cleveland. There are endless places for great views and great shots: Edgewater, University Circle, The Metroparks, Lakeview, Voinovich Park (is it still called that? I think so...), and plenty of others. I advise anyone reading this to get out and try to find some cool shots of this city - there's an awful lot of it you've probably never seen.


Oh, and here's a parting shot.

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