Thursday, November 13, 2008

Day 120

"How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.

At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow."
~ Elsie N. Brady, Leaves

10 comments:

Ruby said...

Oh wow! A truly awesome shot! What colour!

JM said...

Fantastic! Amazing carpet!

Jim said...

what cool colors. I would have to make a big pile and jump in.

Livio said...

Thank you for your comments on my post, so I have discoverd a very nice photoblog.
Have a nice week end.

Iris said...

Incredibly beautiful.

Mame said...

Beautiful.

Z-ville said...

AMAZING!!

Denise said...

This is one of the prettiest photos I have seen. Great capture! Truly beautiful!

Kelly said...

Beautiful! The poem was perfect!

PJ said...

Oh, my, yes!