I added that philosophical gem to the photo on the left, when I posted it on Facebook the other morning, Modern Philosophers.
I took the picture during my run. It was raining. No one else was on the path. It was grey and gloomy. And so quiet.
Then I happened upon that tree. A burst of color against a dreary backdrop that so desperately wanted to send me to back to bed.
It was like the tree spoke to me. Not in a “Wow, this guy has lost his marbles!” kind of way, but more along the lines of creative inspiration.
I paused the timer on my FitBit, pulled out my camera, and snapped that photo. It was just too perfect of an image not to capture and share all over social media.
And I wasn’t the only one who thought that.
Later, on the return lap to finish my run, a lone walker approached from the other direction. She saw the tree, stopped, pulled out her phone, and took a photo.
Maybe she went to Film School like I did, and knew an intriguing photo opportunity when it presented herself.
Or maybe she was just someone out for a walk in the rain, who appreciated the burst of color on a rainy, dreary Maine morning.
Either way, that tree, who defied its depressing surroundings, became an internet sensation that morning.
At least I assume so. After all, my photo got dozens of likes on Facebook and a few more on Twitter.
I took another photo of the tree a couple of mornings later. Even when the sky was brighter behind it, it still got my attention.
In case you were wondering, I kicked ass on both runs.
Because even though the leaves might change, the runs remain the same. And lately, I’ve been totally kicking ass on my runs…