Thursday, October 4, 2012

The Autumn Leaves

Autumn in New York is indescribably beautiful.  It cannot be captured on film and relayed to you in square inches.
And this is the most perfect autumn we've ever seen. 
The air is dry and warm, but the breeze fresh.

The colors are brilliant and at their peak this week. 
The sky is crystal blue and the grass is brilliant green.

The atmosphere is so clear that the colors are intensified. 
 One tree, more radiant than the others will stand out against a sea of greens and then shift and become commonplace again.

The afternoon sunlight highlights one thing and then the next.  It is hard to know where to look lest you miss some brief and irretrievable beauty.

The cornfields are cut leaving territory, long occupied, open again.  The wind rustles the dried leaves left behind and makes me skittery and playful.  I could leap away at any moment, not from fear or ill will but for the joy of it.

 Our rides are too glorious not to share. Wish you were here.

Me, I'm all about grabbing some forbidden red clover while no one is watching.

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold....


Bif said...

Very nice, WP! Thanks for sharing part of your ride.

Mother's favorite riding time has always been fall. She contents herself taking the donkeys for walks (and drives... the oldest jennet is learning to ground drive).


trying2event said...

I have a couple hundred acres of combined fields to play in too! Isn't it the life? Super jealous of your clover patch!! We don't have much clover out here.