Southbound

In all of this season's brilliant color - my eyes rested on this.

A morning sky. Geese captured in flight...before falling into their v-formation.
Mountains so majestic and high it's hard to imagine flying over and above them.

Southbound - I thought. Preparing themselves for the long winter.

That - I decided - might be something to look forward to. A quieter palette. Cold days and dark nights.

A new season. A new landing. A new space and place.
A new home.

If birds can fly....why oh why? Can't I?