The day began still tangled with the lingering mists of the evening’s fog blocking the sunlight of the morning.
I discovered the fall colors dallying in the trees
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The day began still tangled with the lingering mists of the evening’s fog blocking the sunlight of the morning.
I discovered the fall colors dallying in the trees
A thought went through my mind, “Wonder if they know, the trees?” The leaves are preparing for their final days.
All the primping, so many variations on the colors: willow green, lemon yellow, crimson red, burgundy, burnt sienna, sepia and neon orange.
The velvet green, rolling hills still visible are rich
In contrast to the trees of many colors that flank them.
The sun peeking out from the determined clouds illuminating everything to its most brilliant. The mist now totally dissipated, finally revealing the blue sky
that can only be described as cobalt adding to the already amazing palette. All these colors mingle and mix in the reflections on the river
as I ride along on my bicycle with the wind
Absorbing the wondrous day.
My heart full of gratitude
That I can still enjoy one final dip in the glorious water of the Delaware Before bidding the season “Adieu.”
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