Wooded Path
Behind me was a raging waterfall. It was the intended subject on this particular day, but when I turned around I was struck by this wooded path with a sprinkling of fallen leaves. Images of paths like this always give me a sense of wonder, since you cannot know where the path leads. It is like the beginning of a story and its up to the viewer's imagination to decide where it ends.
Wooded Path
Behind me was a raging waterfall. It was the intended subject on this particular day, but when I turned around I was struck by this wooded path with a sprinkling of fallen leaves. Images of paths like this always give me a sense of wonder, since you cannot know where the path leads. It is like the beginning of a story and its up to the viewer's imagination to decide where it ends.