hit me with gold...

...over the ridge

a place i'm really not supposed to be - yet it beckoned to me - you know how that is, right? it draws you in - those places or things - which are off limits - have restrictions - the ones you know you are to stay away from - but are pulled back time and again - for me, it's the ridge out back of my condo - there are simply too many photo ops there - though it's also the place where the hidden plagues of my "stupid rash" exist - i do well for only so long - then am drawn back in -

today... a day windy, cool, most certainly fall-like - i was tempted to see what was lurking over the top - so i had to climb the ridge: trusty camera in hand - faithful flipflops on the tootsies - i was not disappointed, people - nope! not when i was hit in the face with gold - struck by the colors of fall - heightened i'm sure by the rain and falling temperatures - offset with the deep set forest green hues of the trees behind - touched by just a hint of orange - who could resist such beauty - be stopped 'cuz of a "stupid rash" - not me - it was well worth the risk of a bit of itch - remind me of that if i begin to complain down the road, will you? for now - i relish in the moment of...

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happy day.....