Running straight for the sun and the light is reflecting off the asphalt. Along with the yellow leaves on the road, it looks like I’m heading into a path of light.- Brown pine needles scattered everywhere. As I run over them, the scent becomes strong. Smells so good I want to roll around in them, but I better keep moving. 😉
- Warm breeze blows the leaves across my path, kisses my skin.
- Wonder why the sound of scattering leaves can sometimes make people edgy?
- Scrapbook of the Dead. Ever on my mind.
