Monday, September 15, 2014

258/365-2 Changes


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.