Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
A bright spot in the month of October. The early morning light casts a glow on the ash tree, still vibrant in its full fall foliage.
I take time to enjoy it every day for soon the winds of winter will come.
The branches will be swept clean and the landscape will ready itself for winter’s palette of frost and snow…
the perfect time for a little color.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.
I will always love seeing my world in black and white but fall might just be one of those times when color breathes life into an image.
One of those little life lessons…just because you love something, don’t be afraid to look at it differently and see if it still makes sense.
I’m always thrilled to find beauty in the unexpected.