Funny how you adjust to the landscape you're living in. How you forget to see the beauty of it. How you long for something that's not there.
Sometime when you are forced to take a moment, like when have to cross a river, you realize you are living in a place where others drive a thousand miles for to see it.
They didn't find this remote spot though. On the pont where only local trippers to be found. The wonderful Autumn whether lured out everyone.
