Red Tree

In fall the air changes, like the caress of a cool hand on a hot forehead. I photographed this scene in the small town of Black Mountain, North Carolina. I had gone there on a trip of reflection after the passing of my brother. I found comfort in this composition. A small bench sitting next to a calm pond of water. The bright red tree, surrounding by all the green and yellow trees. Showing off it's colors in a brilliant display, not knowing that soon all it's leaves will fall and be absorbed back into the earth.