Monday, September 20, 2010

Fleeting

On Friday, my boy turns 3.


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Its well known in these parts, that when fall hits, there is ONE, maybe two weekends to see the aspens.  The nights turn colder and suddenly their leaves catch fire and shimmer in the wind like a million shiny gold coins and then POOF.  They're gone. 

This weekend was THE weekend and we went up on Saturday to marvel at the fleeting brilliance.  One bright moment in time that can't truly be captured or saved.  All you can really do is be present and immerse yourself in the beauty of now...because tomorrow may be it's own version of beautiful  but it will never be This again.


1 comment:

Deb said...

Beautiful post!

Enjoy the moment while it lasts, though, since I've found three to be about a million times tougher than two. :)