My eyes move to the lightest leaves of this photograph. It looks so fresh and new. What do the lightest leaves lead your eyes to? Unintentional little wonders. The Yahara River is a murky green in the mid-day August light. I see a bit of a reflection in the water; however, and appreciate the multitudes of green shades throughout this photograph.
I took the photographs and cropped them for balance in the composition. The colors were not manipulated.
Here are a few more pictures taken on the same day in early August.
The lightest leaves point to the soft curve of the Yahara River bridge.
Iron work and shadows grace the crossing of the bridge.
A railing close enough to touch.
Arching shadows.
Peace is everywhere. Where can you find peace and tranquility?
