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Our day of departure. I took a last walk along the millrace and came upon numerous wonderful reflection images. I always feel melancholy on the last day in a place and today was no exception. But rather than stay at the inn and read, I chose to walk the millrace one more time. It sure was worth it. Today, the clouds had parted and exposed brighter periods of sunshine. This gave me all new vistas to enjoy, and it exposed some extravagant reflected pictures of the trees. Some were truly breathtaking. Even with me standing staring at the water for long periods of time, waiting for the right lighting, people still just walked by past completely oblivious to the beauty that was theirs if they would only look.
I later went for a drive that followed along the river further upstream. During my drive, I came across a tree in a field that was amazing. It had lost just enough leaves to expose the starkness of its branches and trunk, yet retain enough of the softness of the leaves, a wonderful expression of the beauty of the place, and I am sure, a wonderful play area for the local kids in the summer.