Such brilliant colors, my words will certainly fail to do justice.
The yellow gold raining down as I looked into the branches –
And it was so easy to become lost within the cascade of golden ambers, citrine and topaz.
The man watched. Surreptitiously.
I stood beneath his tree long enough. I wonder what he thought.
After the first 15 shots, he must have had some thoughts going on. Wondering about me and why I took 100+ photos.
I noticed him glancing over every so often, a curious expression on his face.
Can’t say as I blame him… I was there an awfully long time.
But he remained anchored and silent in his driveway.
And I remained under his tree. For nearly 30 minutes.
Lost in the beauty.
Lost in the Moment.
Pause and relax
I could tell you, that I needed a break from my so very strenuous hike and that’s why I paused for so long.
We know better, of course.
As mentioned in my last post “In Fuschia” – the walk was merely Around the block. To the local park.
So there was no aerobics going on whatsoever.
No. It was pure relaxation.
Glorious. I should do this more often.
I’m biased, but I’m thinking that’s much better for me, than silly aerobics!!
Running by things so fast I’d never be able to properly Look at them. Never mind paint or photograph them.
What? Did, I hear … slackard?!
No! I prefer “thoughtful, selective prioritisation of energies and time.”
Standing beneath the tree filled with golden leaves….
Like I said, I got lost.
Within the gold.
It was lovely.
And I was perfectly ….. Content.
That is a good place to be.
So I stayed awhile.
I hope you enjoyed my zen stroll to the park and back!
Autumn Ballet is my favorite photograph. There’s a sense of softness and openness that is so very appealing.
What are your favorites…. I wonder why?
My short journey to the park and back was more rewarding than I’d expected.
I found my cascade of gold, along the way.