29 September 2008
4:37
Sidewalk across from Hatfield Library, Willamette University, Salem, OR
As I walk along the sidewalk I notice the fallen leaves. These leaves are bright yellows and deep rich reds and oranges; they dot the speckled gray sidewalk like a water painting. Every now and then there is a shadow of a leaf as though someone has simply pressed a leaf in ink and stamped it onto the cool wet cement. These imprints become increasingly right before the sidewalk turns into the parking lot, it is a very gradual transition from real leaves to imprints as you walk along this sidewalk. I walk a little bit further and see two bright blue birds flying after each other closely to the ground, almost scraping it as they fly dangerously close to the gravel. These birds continuously rise and fall almost in a parabolic manner. Squirrel darts out from beneath a bush and playfully entices the birds, he runs around and the birds seem to follow still flying in their swooping manner. I watch this scene for a minute or two and then continue on walking beneath the swaying branches of several different trees. The wind shakes several leaves loose and they come spiraling down from their lofty homes.