Wilted Woods

The woods were dark and lonely yesterday evening. The clouds had prematurely aged the day, and the looming threat of rain kept all but the serious joggers at home. It was so quiet that I heard every rustle as various creatures moved around in the brush. The primitive part of me wanted to imagine they were mischievous spirits.

After spending part of last week walking in the wild woods of my youth, I suspected this very tame path would pale by comparison. It did, but not just because of the comparison. The blasting heat of last week finished off most of the flowers. There was too much wilted green and crunchy brown, and not enough softness, freshness, or color. I didn’t snap a single photo.

I guess it’s a good thing I took so many pictures during my vacation! Those pictures will be coming soon.

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