Sometimes you are unexpectedly gifted with a little slice of time. You'll be waiting for, let's say, your boy's piano lesson to be finished. While you wait, you will realize that it's a beautiful day. You'll also realize that you actually brought your camera with you. You will roam around the town. You'll snap a few photos.
It will be so still and windless that you will hear the papery leaves falling to the ground.
So still that the river will appear not to be moving at all.
You'll try to take pictures of the falling leaves, but this is very hard to do and you won't quite be able to capture them. You will instead remember the sound of them falling, and the dusky, earthy smell in the air.
You'll take a last look around, and take a picture of the piano teacher's japanese maple (and hope she thinks you're not a nut for lurking around in her landscaping)
You'll feel the sun on your face and feel peaceful. And grateful for this sweet little pocket of time.