Seeker of warmth, before winter robs it from me for a few months
In early fall, there's that point when you recognize the warm days begin to wane. The sun rises later, sets earlier, nights are cooler, and there aren't too many hot afternoons left to enjoy.
After the adrenaline of mountain biking through the woods one one of these types of days, I was driving home in a slightly different route than usual. I noticed a house I rarely pay attention to. It's old, made of stone, might've been a barn before being restored, and is beautiful. It's front was obscured by a mature hydrangea tree, with another large one by the road.
Spontaneously, I pulled over. After snapping off a couple of quick photos, I just stood. The house lay in shadow, but the late afternoon sun was still shining down on the hydrangea blooms which were now coloring from a healthy white to the burned orange of autumn. I slowed my brain and focused on smelling the outdoors, feeling the sun on my face, and opening my eyes to admire this small scene in front of me; letting my thoughts slow and senses take over was both a calming and invigorating moment.
The Good Life...
is filled with little snippets of time that can disproportionately impact our days. This is a chance to capture and share them.