I love to drive around on the roads in this part of the country. Especially this time of year, the trees are golden and a multitude of other colors. Just looking at the scenery makes my heart sing.
This is a little one lane bridge in my county. My son commented the other day that it’s amazing that up close, impressionistic painting looks just like a bunch of fuzzy blobs, but step back a few feet, and the whole scene looks realistic and inviting.
I couldn’t agree more. It’s all an optical illusion.