When all that remains is the Light

Rey Spadoni

Delighted that the local parks are reopening, I headed to one of my favorites. It’s the one with water features, boardwalks, a waterfall, a meadow and picturesque trails. I missed that place.

Upon arrival, I encountered a full parking lot and an attendant instructing me that on-line preregistration was required in order to enter. Darn. I asked him whether there were any other nearby places to take a walk and he replied that there, in fact, was. The description was: “a decent place to hike but there’s not much to see there.” With directions, I headed out.

I figured I’d bring my camera just in case.

Upon arrival, I was immediately struck by the fact that the attendant was right. Not much in the way of scenery, but I was content to get my 10,000 steps in outside. Fresh air. Freedom.

As I proceeded down the pathway, the end of day light began to change, permeate, surround. And it was beautiful.

Until it was all I could see.

Rey Spadoni
Rey Spadoni
Rey Spadoni

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