Saturday my husband and I did some chores and then headed to a nearby town to pick up some items we need for home repair. My mom came along for the drive--and we got totally distracted by the fall colors. They are not at "peak" in our area yet, but they are beautiful anyway.
This road leads through the woods to a ski hill. In other seasons it becomes a lovely place to sit and pray, to ponder, to picnic or just to look over the nearby town.
That is what Ken and Mom are doing as they sit on a small bench. I went for a walk and snapped this picture on the way back to them.
This is what they saw.
Then I coaxed my mother to join us for a walk through the trees. We found a fairly level little path, and she trekked through the woods with her walker. The leaves were a mix of green and golden. In a week or so there will be no green left, but the mix of colors stiil was lovely and the weather was great. "It sure has been a long time since I've been this deep in the woods!" said my mother.
Sadly, she now has no memory of any of this.
But I do.