and layered colors
trace the path
fore and aft
a distant waterfall
cascading just beyond
my intrepid reach
to the tonal beauty
that surrounds it
It’s Autumn in the mountains of North and South Carolina. Time for a moment of inner reflection, tranquility, and a zen-like trek; to be found in the ascension. And realized at the summit of sky and earth
This past summer; a beautiful discovery – a lovely beach of sand and surf; Tybee Island in Georgia near the historic City of Savannah. Now the warm rays of the sun and the hot, humid air has slowly turned crisp and cool as Autumn and Fall have arrived. A quaint bed and breakfast stay is in the conversation and beckons us to return. The prospect of long lingering walks on nearly deserted beaches entice our senses. What’s the in-wear for Fall walks on the beach? For me, it all starts with the perfect windbreaker; blue nylon cover with soft white cotton inner, and hoodie. You’re on the beach, so shorts are still in order, (no matter how chilled it is), graphic T, or striped polo, with low-top Chuck Taylors. For Nancy, it’s all about her wearing her favorite windbreaker (yellow) as well. She’s also in a light pink wool sweater, brown corduroy leggings and pink high-top Chucks. It’s a long lovely walk on the edge of the ocean. The azul blue sky with scattered white coulds surrounding our every step. Our conversation and laughter going hand in hand with the pulse of the day.
It’s Fall season in New York City. My girl, Nancy and I are heading to the Sunday afternoon matinée at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. The Next Wave Festival is in full swing until January. And we are very excited to see the work of Pina Bausch, and the legendary dance theater pioneer’s final work entitled “… como el musguito en la piedra, ay si, si, si …” performed by her dance company the Tanztheater Wuppertal and inspired by the distinctive musical and cultural traditions of Chile.
A Sunday matinée in Autumn, in NYC definitely calls for a relaxed yet stylish Fall look. That’s why I’m wearing a gray cardigan sweater over a blue fitted button-up shirt with a striped blue and white wool tie, Gap original 1969 jeans, and kicks by Converse. My girl … she’s fine too. Relentlessy fine. It’s Fall. It’s New York City.