Bernheim October 30th 2018
Here at all times of the year nature is busy creating splendor. Wether snow or fall its majesty is powerful and majestic.
Fall is rarely the same from year to year . It comes on different days and in different ways each year. Here we have a bed of autumn leaves and limbs in different stages of exposure. It is all the beautiful and ebb of flow of natures ways.
The changing of the seasons here is gentle and powerful.
Blue sky and a gentle fall breeze rustled the leaves as the ones ready to fall let go of the limbs to twirl down in a way of beauty.
Beckoning each forest visitor to sit and behold a forest powerfully casting its fall enchantment a lone empty bench calls to those in need of a restful observation perch.
Here the trees and view into the forests depth provide a majestic image of fall. Yet with its power we also can sense its willing vulnerability as with each gentle breeze a lone leaf falls twirling downward to lay on the forest floor. On the 28th all these leaves weren't in full color . On the 30th they were perfect , yet the next day a storm came through for a few days and began taking them all away. So once again timing is everything.
A walk to the lake finds one tree with limbs bare and another in full fall display.
One could if they were so inclined park here, open a picnic basket and spend hours letting these fall forest scenes carry their troubles away without even the slightest interruption.
One would think that to see this light laid down upon these limbs ever so gently that there must be a grand designer at work and in so doing one would be correct.
What a wonder we have in trees with their limbs reaching high above us into the heavens. Here we see a partial blue sky , a very green bush and behind it a large tree screaming fall , in its loudest voice. All of this framed within a wondrous garden landscape of of majestic proportions indeed.
Here one can find a natural solace far from a cities hustle and bustle. A place without the glitter of mans neon adornments . Yet never has one beheld such beauty and a place so able to give one needed rest for a weathered soul.
Both side of the road fiiled with beauty.
Splendid.
Light travels at 186,000 miles per second and brings everything into view as it enters the best camera , the human eye. I have often marvelled as it filters down through the forest to adorns certain areas. Here it dwells for the time being on these leaves and creates various shadows as we peer deeper into the woods .
Within a few feet from the road and a parking area neslted off in this small grove of trees lies such a beautulf picnic area. Here one could sit surrounded by natures silent good fellows . To hear a complete disertation on the wonders of the forest ,if one had an ear to hear and eyes to see.
As if on duty these silent soldiers of the realm stand at the ready as falls colors burst out.
There was a solemn beauty here and a story too , of fallen leaves, dry creek beds , a time of change.
The richness of fall was everywhere here.
Fall leaves scattered upon a dry creek bed while surrounded by the solemn fall forest as the sun gently worked its magic was so lovely.
There never seems a place during fall one can go here and not see its beauty.
So very pretty.
Everywhere you look you cant help but see fall here.
Your eyes , your soul and your legs will all get a work out here if you so desire .