Maybe I was too quick to squash all of autumn last week, when I wrote that it reeked of decline and death and dragged me into depression. A boat ride in September was just what I needed to change my gloomy outlook on the fall.
It was a brilliant afternoon when my friend, Barb, and her family took me, and our friend, Liz, out on Cayuga Lake on a pontoon boat. I could spend a million words trying to describe the magnificence of that afternoon on the lake. But I had a camera with me and it captured so much that I might have overlooked or forgotten.
Even mud, falling leaves and heavy grey clouds look different when viewed through a camera. Maybe that’s what I will do to get through my bleak times: keep a camera between my eyes and the awesome wintering world around me.