I will never forget how that place looked. I was the only person around and the silence was complete. The fall foliage was at it's very best and the colors were astonishing. The sky was grey and stormy and there was a moist sheen over everything. Moss in every shade of green, from lime, to gray green, to evergreen spread in multi-textured patches. I can't imagine a better backdrop for the wet, glistening, gold and red leaves. Everything had a antique patina to it. The huge, dense trees and lush vegetation, much of which was still green, gave the whole place a mysterious aura that is really difficult to describe adequately. I wish the pictures did it justice but they don't. It was so awesome I was starting to hyperventilate.

The picture of the statue of Jesus is one of my favorites from that day. Something about the symbolism in the fallen leaf and the total trust in the attitude of the child really grabbed me. I was also attracted by the gray sky with the statue creating an almost monochromatic color scheme except for the touches of orange from the foliage. I used the picture for a rubber stamp compostition some time later.