The Colors Beneath Our Feet

Deep Autumn Series Vol.2

After the rain, autumn remains on the ground.

Along quiet streets and garden paths, fallen leaves gather beneath our feet.

Red.

Orange.

Yellow.

Brown.

Some lie flat against damp stone, their colors growing deeper after the rain.

Others have begun to dry, curling gently at the edges and moving whenever the wind passes.

We often look upward when we think of autumn.

Toward trees filled with color.

Toward mountains covered in red and gold.

Toward branches glowing beneath the afternoon sun.

But sometimes, the season is just as beautiful when we look down.

A single maple leaf resting beside a stone step.

A trail of yellow leaves scattered along a familiar path.

Several colors gathered together beneath a tree.

As we walk, they become part of the season's rhythm.

A soft sound beneath our shoes.

A leaf carried briefly by the wind.

Another falling quietly somewhere ahead.

There is no need to search for a famous view.

No need to travel far.

Autumn can appear along the same road we walk every day.

Perhaps that is part of its beauty.

The familiar changes without becoming unfamiliar.

The path remains the same.

Only the colors are different.

And for a few short weeks, even the ground beneath our feet reminds us to notice the season before it moves on.

If you missed the previous article in this series, you can read Autumn Rain on Fallen Leaves.