My heart, soul, and mind dance with each coming and going of the Autumn days. I have watched the leaves as they spiral downwards from the Maple trees that held them tight during the summer months. I have walked on the fallen leaves and heard them crunch beneath my shoes. I have smelled the leaves as they decayed on the ground. This is my season. The season I am most alive with the cool wind and frosty mornings. I do my best to document this time of my life through pictures and words. Here is an audio I did reciting poems and quotes of various writers, poets, and artists.
|Rockville Bridge in Autumn|