Golden Woods A path into the golden woods. I had a really difficult time not walking into these woods on a mild and brilliant autumn afternoon. Just a glance and I could hear the leaves as I kicked my way through them, smell the beginnings of leaf decay mixed with the sun-warmed air, the woods filled with brilliant patches as the leaves thin from their summer density, and where all was in shades of green I would see brilliant patches of color. Where the summer woods are hushed and a mid-afternoon can be nearly silent, autumn is as full of sound as it is of color with leaves slipping from trees and landing all around, always a breeze, birds and squirrels in a frenzy on a warm afternoon. The other option would be to grab my pastels or watercolors and paint it. The least I can do is photograph it. More will be coming. Autumn is non-stop beauty. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation Really Bad CamouflageSparks Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.