We went for a run. Along a quiet canal not far from the busy streets of Leipzig’s center. Only a handful cyclists and joggers passed us. The mosquitos were trying to get their fair share for dinner..
Here and there my friend’s dog would stop to follow a scent. Dusk was slowly settling over the murky water. Mist was rising, rain drops that had fallen during stormy clouds earlier. Without warning, fall had announced itself.
The quiet beauty of this place crept into my bones. Spread throughout my body and filled me up. Moments of complete peace. No more, no less.
Just the quiet foggy presence of trees, darkening clouds on the horizon and cold air on my face.