Fall Apples, Roadside

Yesterday morning, early, I rolled the garbage can out to the side of the road.

And decided to take a few early-morning, sun-rising fall photos. Of the maple trees. And the fog.

Then I looked west down the road.

And saw the fallen apples.

Fall apples near Hubbard, Oregon
outside the fog line
Fallen apples -- Hubbard
casting shadows near the bridge
blurred beauty
on Whiskey Hill Road’s shoulder
going to waste
fall apples, wasting away

I’m thankful I could see those apples at that time of day in that kind of lighting with that kind of background.

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