This year's autumn colors flew by like a leaf on a rolling trout run, paused only briefly as it spun on the seam between summer heat and winter chill, eddied seductively for the blink of an eye, the rasp of a sharp, crisp breath, the click of a shutter, then tumbled away downstream.
I almost missed it.
I awoke one morning and the colors appeared, peeking through my bedroom window and in-between my quilt-covered toes.
But before I could gather my wits well enough to capture the grandeur it was gone. Caught the southbound and moved on. I could run these rails and try to keep pace with the extravagance as it moves through the South - freeze time with hot pursuit, ride that temporal contradiction to burn in Fall's flameout for weeks - but, instead, I think I'll wait. It'll be back next year
And with a little luck I'll still be here to greet it as it peeks in-between my toes once gain.
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Great photo's especially the first. Really captures the sentiment of the season.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Atlas. Hope you're staying warm out there in KC.
ReplyDeleteMy two secret loves, red leaves and railroad tracks...excellent.
ReplyDeleteMine too, Howard. Mine too.
ReplyDeleteI love your two triptychs....think you'll understand what I mean Mike(-: JP
ReplyDeleteI do indeed, JP. A wonderful form that I need to employ more often. Thanks for stopping by, my friend.
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