A little squirrel actually ran up to me and circled my feet like a little puppy begging for a treat so I shared my breakfast granola with it. I pretended to be Dr. Doolittle and carried on a one-sided conversation with the creature while I photographed the flowers near by. Passers by smiled sympathetically, I'm sure they thought I was nuts. I just smiled back and took my pictures. I was on my way home when I spotted this fountain. The morning sunlight cast the perfect reflection and I had to stop.
I wish you could smell these roses. Their delicate fragrance permeated through the autum air and hung like a silk curtain. They smelled like romance, and springtime.
I was hiking along a trail off the road by the Garden of the Gods and was surprised to see a bicycle propped against a barbed wire fence. I guess the rider continued on foot. Can't say I blame them, its a beautiful walk.
This was my first outting since just before my son left for Iraq. Initally my reason for staying home was that I needed to be near the phone in case my son was to call. Then I just had no desire to go out. This morning as I walked in the peaceful solitude of the woods I realized that I was avoiding my thoughts. At home there was always something to occupy my mind. Out here by myself my thoughts turned back to my son and the fear I feel for him. And it was therapeutic. I think I will be okay now.