Sam and I managed to squeeze in an after dinner walk last night. Originally, we were going to go on a walk up to the tower, but when we got there, there was no place to park. I suppose we could have parked in the upper lot, but that would have defeated the point of going in the first place. Instead, we continued on.
I asked Sam where he would like to go instead and after thinking for a few minutes, he said, "Maybe the forest." This was another good idea, but the problem was, we had just driven past the road that would have taken us there and with no good place to turn around, it meant that we would have to loop across town and head back. Not impossible, except that daylight was already fading.
We decided we were closest to the train yard, so we headed there instead.
It was a brisk walk down to the iron bridge and back - partly racing against the daylight, partly because it was getting cold.
I was surprised to see that the river was still so high, though I shouldn't have been. It was a wet summer and so far, the rain has continued into the fall.
On the way back to the car, I snapped this photo of the fields below...
I never did find out what they planted in these fields this year. I was a little disappointed to see that whatever it was, it had all been stripped away.
There's something I find a little lonely about this picture. I guess it fits the mood of this late autumn afternoon - the barren ground and the colors of fall, stretching further and further away, into the shadows of the setting sun.
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