Somedays, on a walk, when you least expect it, all the stars line up, for the most perfect of perfect experiences. Last Sunday was one of those.
From the sun coming up under the bridge, walking on the wet grass to the edge of the river, the pink mist rising into the cool morning air, falling leaves, golden morning sun, peeling bark, all right there just waiting for me.
Just perfect, I'd say.
Posted by: jacki long | 10/22/2021 at 12:35 PM
INDEED! Beautifully captured!
Posted by: Daisy | 10/23/2021 at 09:06 AM
Lovely photos, just perfect
Posted by: jan mccann | 10/24/2021 at 09:10 AM