Yesterday we went on a walk and I took my camera, which meant I would stop and focus and interrupt the flow of the walk. Bruce is understanding and has his own interests as we walk. Sometimes nature makes its own still lifes which can shift with the breeze. Catch it if you can.
The water ways were high from the great rains of the past days, even part of the path was under water as the path joined with the river.
Around Montpelier, the leaves don't seem so brilliant this year and I was happy when I saw red! Maybe the lack of brilliance was part of the reason I didn't take my camera today when I rode up with my son to continue the process of getting the second yurt established in Lowell. As we drove through lush golds and oranges I wished for my camera, but also realized I could see with my whole body when I looked full on, not trying to find the best angle. I could more easily absorb the beauty and keep the conversation going. Such a good time to be in communion with son and nature.
My one pumpkin saved from the garden just before the frost; could not risk frost on the pumpkin. This image is the direct result of finding the camera on the back deck and letting it warm up/defrost.
Hope you all have enjoyed your weekend and have tales to tell.