There are choices to be made in life. I could have made this a “History” post, as it occurred last fall, but it happened while driving about. Enjoy the break from what’s left of winter.
Even you are not as pretty as the leaves today. The dazzling sun is making the colors pop. The reds, the golds, the yellows, Blue skies, white clouds, evergreens frame the scene. A kaleidoscope of fallen leaves spread out in front. My camera fails to record this properly. But I see, I remember, I'm overwhelmed. The day we first met The sun illuminated your form. Your laughter echoed through the hills. Your thoughts flowed with mine. My feet barely touched the path. But I saw, I remember, I was overwhelmed. The story of the leaves does not end.