Falling, before it fleets

October 26, 2004

I carry a camera in the car for those "just in case" moments of life.

Tonight however, even though I was in a hurry to get home, I made a short detour through a local park to check out one of my favorite trees.

It may, after all, be one of the last times I get to see this particular tree for some time, if ever.

I've written about it before, in fact I did an entire gallery based on the tree and shooting photos of it from different angles. When I went back to find the link I discovered that it was written 4 years ago, almost to the day. If you are interested, you can find the link to the entry in the photo gallery called What Color Love.

Just beyond this photo is the pavilion where my son had his graduation party this summer.

And now it's fall, and soon the snow will fly.

Autumn in the Midwest can be absolutely stunning, and that is one of the things that I will have to plan to come back to Michigan for. The peak color of this year has been somewhat muted by the continual clouds that we have had over the last week and a half.

In fact the sun came out for a day and a half after 10 successive days of gloom.

The perpetual gloom is why I need to leave this state.

But this entry is about color, not about gloom, about the glorious transition from summer to winter witnessed by a host of cross country runners on a late October run.

Not quite happy with the total effect I was getting from the shots of the trees, I decided to get down and dirty in the yellows and reds.

These I think, are the best shots of the day.

Hopefully I'll be able to get back out soon and grab some more handfuls of color.