Vivid green foliage turns red, yellow, orange. A rustic building stands still near rushing waterfalls, like a strong memory passed by the river of time.
The ordinary activities of daily life in rural West Virginia appear alongside the mystical maneuvers of nature. Cars rush along an arch bridge. Mist weaves through the valley like an aery snake or the steam rising from a magical brew.
The solemn procession of clouds is followed by the whirling dance of the stars—the characteristic beauty of time-lapse film.
