This was one of my favorite ‘creek shots’.  The reflection of the sky overhead mirrored against the fallen leaves caught my eye and I simply had to try to capture the moment . . . before things changed.   Nature offers art as no man can.  Her colors are forever changing with the blowing winds, the change of the seasons, as the sun drops in the sky, or with the flow of water as it runs downstream.  The leaves dancing overhead fell softly on the waters surface on this day and were promptly carried away, only to be replaced by others.

The Watering Hole

If you look closely at the lower left corner of this shot, my horse’s nose peeped into the edge of the photograph.  We had stopped for a break and thus the beauty of this memory was captured for many to share.  Enjoy.