I went out this afternoon for a brief walk. I'm still tired and short of breath, so I wasn't out for long.
But, I came home and I read a status shared on this local photographer's Facebook page and it put my little cold/flu virus in perspective. I'd looked at her work occasionally and even envied her skills and her beautiful photography. Please read her blog.
I love the changing of the seasons now, a time I used to dread. The fleeting colors of autumn fade swiftly into the drabness of winter, which is beautiful in its own way.
It's funny when you read poetic quotations about Autumn they always compare it to a fiery warmth or the beauty of gold. The leaves glow briefly and then are gone, leaving us with their memories on the ground.
My anxiety is alleviated, I'm feeling at peace this evening. That frantic trapped feeling is gone. The in over your head drowning in a responsibility that isn't even truly yours, a situation that you are not the one meant to pick up the pieces over.
I didn't take a very long walk. I hope to feel better this week and be able to get back to a normal schedule.
We went back in the pasture.
I took my new lens out to try it out and get a better feel for it.
I hope to capture some more fall photos before the colorful bursts leaves all do what they must do and fall to the ground, leaving us with the earthy shades of winter.
Bubba, the old Collie came back to give me some love while I sat down to take a few more photographs.
That's enough for now.
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