Ninety percent of the leaves have let go of their mother tree and fallen twisting and turning to the ground below. The last ones hang and dance as if no one is watching. The trees become mystical guardians in the fog. The evergreens become dwarf-like gnomes.
As the light changes the scene glows in burnished bronze hues making the day seem warmer than it is.
My lawn is carpeted in a copper crunch, nature's version of peanut brittle? This is the long-awaited encore of that show called autumn.
Beautiful post
ReplyDeleteYou know that one leaf that catches your eye as it waves back and forth in the wind. Try to take a video of it.
I've failed many times, but I keep on trying.
same here. only a few stalwarts still clinging to the trees.
ReplyDeleteWe have hangers on here too, fluttering in the fog.
ReplyDeleteStunning trees, in the winter dress.
ReplyDeleteWe finally get to that time when all we have are bars branches,
ReplyDeleteAnd it is quite beautiful. The spare stems reaching for the sky fascinate me with their lacy designs.
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Love the description here, Tabor, especially “copper crunch.”
ReplyDeleteWhich is a lovely Story and eye candy too.
ReplyDeletethe same here in Louisiana... getting colder.
ReplyDeletehave a great day
My acreage was covered with leaves. Suddenly they were all gone...until I walked out my back door. They had all blown to the back of my house and I could barely open the door. Every year I swear I will purchase a leaf blower.
ReplyDeleteThese leaf blowers are getting lighter and easier to use...
DeleteI love these bronze, copper, rust colors — were perfectly beautiful with my reddish hair color and the color of a favorite corduroy suit I had years ago.
ReplyDeleteCopper crunch is the right way to describe your leaves.
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