Autumn from my view

I've had a quintessentially fall day...driving up the winding roads of North Georgia to a trail head; breathing deeply the mountain air as the final vibrant orange leaves cascade down to join their brothers in the shuffle under my feet; feeling the mist of the waterfall on my face as I stand in the mountain shade and wonder why I'm wearing only a t-shirt. Back to my car at the trail head and down the bumpy dirt road to "ford" the stream again in my Camry (luckily only a few inches deep); then over, through, and to another mountain town as the masses congregate and congest the roads to enjoy the only dry autumn weekend in recent memory.

Wedding.
Literary Festival.
Photographs.
10-piece bluegrass band on the town square.
Pottery and Patty Griffin.
Decaf and WiFi.

I've needed this.

A good day, but not great...she's not with me.