Yesterday, my husband and son met up with me at the park for a walk just as I was finishing a photo session. It was not the most beautiful of days, classically speaking. It was damp, a light drizzle coming down, and there was a chill in the air. But the autumn leaves and the quietness of the morning made up for it...oh, and the company :) Here is what I jotted down in my journal afterwards.
A walk in the woods, amidst the falling leaves and misty rain. A moss covered tree. A splash of yellow, orange, red. A carpet of color, a canopy of fire misted with the tears of heaven. A chill breeze. A cold nose, rose blooming on a pale cheek. Wood grained with age, mossy fingers creeping up its spine, tiny spiders darting to and fro, in and out. Delicate ripples on the water's visage, rain drops polka-dotting the surface, fish gliding silently beneath. Leaves dancing on the breeze tangled with raindrops in a gentle waltz. A red-lipped smile escaping from tiny heart-shaped lips, a giggle of excitement drifting upwards toward to the clouds. Fingers intertwined, rough skin caressing smooth...a sigh of regret, a look of hope, a smile of reassurance.
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