
I spent most of today working toward completing my project, depicting a fall evening scene by the Blue Ridge mountains as if standing on an overlook on the Parkway.
I worked into the fading light to understand how the glass represents the changing light: how the moon lightens the color of the leaves, and the sky darkens them.
I have always been fond of fall leaves, as they unattached themselves and find their way blowing in the wind. It is such a natural order of the universe, so free and natural.
The challenge is the moment is fleeting. We have no control over the timing. It is up to us to be present or not.