“With childlike nostalgia, I beheld in a moment of sheer beauty a veil of shimmering gold…”

The cold winter wind chilled my body as I wound my way through the heart of the old city; the muffled sound of my footsteps mingled with the whirling of the wind dancing amidst the tree tops. Stopping momentarily, I pondered briefly before wandering off the cobblestone path adjacent  to the brilliant renaissance facade of a bygone era into a picturesque park. As I wandered about the soft dew damp green grass, the wind suddenly in a crescendo swept up in its embrace a trail of  leaves, which hung momentarily in the air. With childlike nostalgia, I beheld in a moment of sheer beauty, a veil of shimmering gold, as the last remnants of sun glistened on the leaves before gliding gently down once more upon the ground from whence they came.

Austria, Landscape Photography

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