Fall leaves are a fragile thing in our windy world.
Sometimes trees only wear their fall finery for just a day or two before gusty winds shed the lovely colored coats away.
But the leaves have a second life when they reach the ground changing themselves from coats into carpets.
On cold still mornings, they cover themselves with dewy jewels.
It’s nature’s last party before old man winter comes knocking.
Very beautiful Suzanne!
Beautiful post, beautiful photos.
Love, love, love the pictures! Reminds me of when we went to Hiawatha that fall day to see the lovely maples in full color.
Suzanne, that is so beautiful, so poetic! I shared it with my daughter, who is right here beside me…she agrees! Thank you.
Absolutely lovely. I never can get enough of fall leaves — or falling leaves, for that matter.
Well said Suzanne!
Suzanne, that was lovely, both the ohotos and the poetry. I really think you should put them on card stock or make them the front of cards and sell them on Etsy. By the way do you still sell your handmade soaps?
Thanks Tina. Glad you enjoyed this.
Sadly, I don’t sell soap anymore. Just didn’t have time for it….maybe someday.
Suzanne, sooo beautiful pictures, they light up every dark and rainy day in this autumn. And the words, spoken from one heart to another.
Thank you for those beautiful moments.
With best wishes from Germany.