Colors of fall - nature's stained glass strokes

The rustling of leaves on a nippy fall evening...as the sun kisses the leaves and they fall to the earth with a whisk from the wind. Is there a stillness in the moment or a restlessness.

There is a sound in silence....it is the wind, it is the sun..it is the leaves rustling a secret. If I could spend my lifetime looking at the leaves, the trees, the pebbles, the water, the sky - the light ...it would be a life well spent.

Life is really in the moments....and it's this experience that makes it a lifetime. The money, the fame, the accolades..are all the by-product of life. It is the moment when you really realize who you are and you are true to that...that is the moment when you really live. I owe everything I am to my dad...he shaped my intellect and taught me to see beyond the obvious....

This one for you dad.....where ever you are!