|Splash of Colour|
My town is filled with walking trails and they are magical in the fall. There is the smell of pine needles, and the sight of leaves falling, dancing in a gentle wind.
The kid in me comes out occasionally, and I swish my feet and crunch through the fallen leaves as I walk. The sun streams down through the trees, nature's spotlight.
In the middle of town, sometimes it's so quiet all you can hear is the wind rustling through the leaves with no evidence of the nearby traffic. It's calm and rejuvenating, and just a pleasurable for me as a walk along the shore.
Riley, my Wheaten Terrier, and I have an agreement. i wait patiently as she sniffs and explores. In turn, she has learned to wait for me as I pull out my camera and record whatever has caught my eye.