october field
Autumn, jewel-like, can bedazzle at any moment: asters flash from out of a shadow, goldenrods light up out of the browning grasses, sky-blue becomes bluer beside the gold. A tree turns crimson between field and sky. The jewels startle us and lead the fields in jumping. Autumn is leaping in the fields.
I've tried to get this small painting jumping if not startling. Maybe your eyes move around in an odd and syncopated way, darting around, their haunches and belly catching and dragging amid the fields and colors. Do they?
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