This will be for the mind's eye,... the psyche that whispers in our respective ears. The subtle shift from summer to autumn winks our way, the mass of rocks we play upon,... cool now, in the evening shadows. Dew blushes on neighboring flora,... whilst the rock yields an appreciative tackiness. Game on. Another day,... another year to run and play, to throw down and pull up,... with ourselves and our friends,.... with the Earth. Happy trails !!