runners'-world

My son is a runner. My wife is a runner and judging by the people in

Central Park, half the population of New York are runners. I don’t

think I even qualify as a walker yet, but no resentment here. In fact

I admire, even am astonished by runners. After seeing some of the

runners in the New York marathon, at about the 21mile marker, if I

were to ever run, I would never want to run that far. The thought of

running 26.2 miles locks my brain up. It is truly a feat. I think I

would be more like the runners in this scene. I’d want to dress nice

and take long, lakeside breaks. Comments and critique appreciated.

Wayne ! a very nice work! beautiful colorful scene .The  colorful clothes give a nice reflection in the water -beautiful atumn colors of the trees-compostio and mood. best regards janegbert

Hi Wayne,

  Beautiful scene with wonderful fall colors & reflections.  Take care, Patsy

Janegbert & Patsy,

Thanks.  I was resting on a bench in the park when I noticed this scene. It all spoke of tranquility to me. 

Ernest,

Many thanks for the notice.