Yesterday: this golden umbrella overhead.
Today: vile wind and rain, throttling the branches.
Bye, bye, leaves.
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
A beautiful post, both the image and the words. Gives a real feel of autumn (my favourite season).
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful color. Is it perhaps a birch tree? I know nothing of the trees in New England but the color reminds me of aspen trees which adorn the mountaintops of the West and I believe aspens are a member of the birch family.
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ReplyDeleteI think it's a walnut tree. It's in our neighbor's yard, and I'd go out and check, but the winds and rain are raging. Anyone else out there have an idea?
ReplyDeleteLemony-y-y-y. So very pretty.
ReplyDeleteBeginnings and ends. We are being reminded of the season change here in the midwest. Gusts of wind stand the hair on end—a truly frightful sight.
I could lie back here for hours and watch the gentle sway. Little bit o' dreamland.
ReplyDeleteDon't you love the light when you are under yellow leaves?
ReplyDeleteLovely..but I'm a fan of screaming fall winds and violently whirling leaves, too.
ReplyDeleteLori: yes!
ReplyDeleteIt looks like stained glass.
ReplyDeleteLove trees!
ReplyDeleteGreat photo!