I had a really nice walk through my friends' woods, bordering Appleton farms. I had my camera with me and spent the walk studying the leaves and trees and the colors. I was thinking of a particular passage from one of my favorite books, Tinkers, by Paul Harding:
"The way the clouds moved, mostly invisable, above the canopy of the trees, now revealing the full light of the sun, now obscuring it, now diffusing it, reflecting it, and the way it sparkled and trickled and gushed and spun, and the way the wind dispersed it even more among the flickering leaves and twitching grass, all combined to make Howard feel as if he were walking through a kaleidoscope."