If the sun were a tree
Its leaves would be this shining color
And they would drop
Over the toes of my boots
Ankle deep.
When I step
There would be the sound
Of light breaking.
— Tom Hennen
Credits: Poem via A Poet Reflects from Hennen’s closing lines to “Wild Aspen Leaves, October,” in Darkness Sticks to Evertything: Collected and New Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 2013); Image: Your Eyes Blaze Out via Elinka (Maple Leaf In Autumn Night)
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Lovely….autumn is coming on strong here–leaves are beginning to ignite in flames of yellow, orange and red, the sun casts a long arm across the landscape, the squirrels are busy foraging and prepping for winter, and the birds perch on the limbs of nearby trees, discussing the months ahead. I love it….
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awww, and when do you think you’ll share some pictures with us southerners?
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ah – to be bathed in the glow and the warmth of the sun’s arms.
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Yes….
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Great fall post
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Thank you.
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What a glorious thought! My mood is immediately lightened 🙂
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Interesting…I felt the same way with the pic and the quote. Immediately lighter…
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The picture is amazing.
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I thought so too Darlene.
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Ooo. I like this one.
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Thank you Sandy. Me too.
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mmmm…very very nice.
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🙂
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Short – but beautifully sweet, like this on a very much!! 😀
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Great!
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