On a late autumn afternoon, ducks swim out of the Bow River in Calgary to pose for me. They disrupt my read begging for attention. I can’t help but to give them what they want. They waddle around me, or rather strut. They see my camera and model themselves gracefully as possible. ‘Am I not as beautiful as the dancing leaves twirling around you’ is what their eyes, which fixate on me, seem to say. They are.
It is a day of splendor. An autumn romance is blooming. It is between me and nature. We seem to be falling for each other. We can’t keep away from each other. The leaves dash down from the trees the way one runs to their lover after a long absence. The sun kisses my cheeks, my hair, my everywhere. The smell of the earth is perfume, musky and deep, and presses itself into my skin.
The ducks begin to flock to me, quacking and flapping. They are not shy; they are not coy. Their excitement draws the attention of onlookers. They seem to be a third wheel like when you tag along on your best friend’s date.
On this autumn day, everything is beautiful. Sometimes you just need a day to absorb the world around you. You will see that the wind, the trees, the animals they are falling, falling for you.
Song: One Who Love You by Alvvays