The mountain metaphor –> a great high, but the valley comes next.
Fall –> the seasons are changing, and life’s winter is coming.
Mmm. Maybe not.
Maybe it’s a no metaphor day.
Maybe it’s a no punctuation day.
Maybe it’s just a deep breathing moment –> a sunny Sunday, an undashed car ride with my lifelong lover, a placid lake with more blue than seems natural, a bristley tree-populated mountain, changing leaves, and me capturing souls in my camera –> –> –>
A common moment’s pleasure.