It’s cooler this morning, and I’m thinking fall. And this image of the lone tree from Rocky Knob suits my thinking purposes. From here, I watched the migration of hawks, and met others there also attending to dragonfly mass-movements–the first I’d heard about that.
This is a vantage point from which to watch the color fill and fade from a million living leaves.
From here on a blustery day, the first distant snow flurries will trail along like gray curtains slanting behind blue-steel clouds over Walker Mountain.
A lone tree in a high place; a rocky crest that weathers the worst the seasons can cast against it: this is the elevated and elevating image I’ll carry with me today in my plodding routine. You’re welcome to borrow it for your thinking purposes as well.