"Huddle"
There is not much around here that looks like the changing seasons. I wandered around looking for something, anything that gave even the smallest hint of fall. I stumbled upon this fallen crisp brown huddle of oak leaves. There was something so beautiful about the way the evening sun was shining through them. No matter how hard I tried, I could not get the camera to see the same thing that I saw. (I know, stupid statement coming from a blind person.) I changed camera settings and my point of view several times, but I could not make it happen. This is not the picture that I remember. I came to the conclusion that some images are meant to preserved only in our minds and memories.
