Light moves through

Autumn Bridge

There are still some Canada Geese lingering by the river, but most have passed overhead in vast formation. There is still some gold in the trees, but most has fallen into great heaps of rust. The sun is still on its way south, the light clear and thin, and the cold sting has erased any lingering feel of heat. It’s winter and we ready for it like crows, still on wing but huddled close and calling against the coming cloud.

 

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2 responses

  1. Love the progression! First one is my favorite. What is it about trains that fascinates some of us? Love them yet not seen a yard like this one. Someday . . .

    December 21, 2011 at 9:58 pm

    • Noel Tendick

      Tracks and yards are so often hidden, back behind in another world. That’s something I love about Portland, the trains are so clearly present all over the place. I blogged about riding the train cross country and back last fall – when you’re on the train you certainly see another world as well. Thanks for looking.

      December 21, 2011 at 11:14 pm

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