walks through the streets of life

October in the coastal part of British Columbia could be both windy and wet. Hence the familiar moniker “West Coast” often changed to more apt “Wet Coast”. Alas, on a sunny day nothing could be more pleasant, more reflective and peaceful for the tired soul than a silent walk on familiar sidewalk changed, almost overnight, to the glorious fete of full fall colours.
Here is a snapshot of such sight that I took yeterday through the lenses of my cellphone:

Notice the juxtaposition of man-made street light (void of life and austere) and maple tree crown (vivid, rich of movements, shadow and sound). Our streets could be a hallways of monumental art gallery.

About Bogumil P-G

publisher, essayist, poet lived (and born) in Poland, later England, Italy, presently in Canada
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