october 's burnish

"surrounded on each side with a deep

wall of woods, i enjoyed the serenity

of the evening in silent meditation:

everything which i saw and heard

taught me a lesson which required not

the powers of oratory to embellish it."
frances baily august 2, 1707

speaking of her experience on the old trace

time was on fast forward;

but at least i can rewind in my memory.

there was stopping at every turn to capture

what we were experiencing together.

meems is loving taken photos of all things tennessee.

the natchez trace has such grandness.

it is a natural parkway with hundreds of mile of scenic driving.

locals like me use to to go from here to there

when we have the luxury of more time.

photographers are drawn to it for it's sheer natural beauty.

these blackbirds formed a perfect star overhead

as we stood there taking in the blue sky

of that crisp october morning.

on the trace heading to cheekwood.

the leaves in cooperation with nature were turning

hues of gold, red, yellow, orange

with shades of brown and green mixed in.

what glorious weather we were gifted with on that october day.

we thoroughly enjoyed our time together until nighttime overtook us;

and once again we had to succumb to sleep.