Nostagia for Things Lost in the Blink of an Eye

It's amazing how fleeting life really is. There were a million gorgeous images all over town that begged to be captured. The contrast of the stark black sign post against the vibrant yellow oak leaves stared out at me from my windshield and said, "please, capture my beauty." I thought to myself, "I really need to borrow a camera and take this picture." And then the wind blew fiercly in the night and the image was erased from the world, but not from my mind. No two Falls will ever be the same and for some reason I swear, next Fall won't be as beautiful as this, but I have no way to capture it, except in my mind's eye.