This week I spent an afternoon teaching my teen daughter about photography. We walked a path of leaves and silence, examining landscapes and logs and waves and thistle down about to take flight. I am so grateful for that time with her. The days are fleeting, like autumn, and you’ve got to cherish every lovely moment that you’re given. I hope the wonders of nature are captured in her photographs, and that she’ll remember this day. And maybe she will always take time to look at leaves and the small things in life that make all the difference.
Just before dusk, a bald eagle flew overhead, landing on a branch above us. It stayed with us just a short while, majestic and magnificent. Then it was gone.
Like Autumn will be.