I just love this time of year when I feel nature's colours are at its best. It makes me feel like being a child again & running through piles of fallen leaves, scooting my feet scattering leaves or throwing big handfuls of leaves up high, only to watch them float gently down to earth again...
With the cool bracing air of the early morning giving such clarity to bright autumn leaves, as they lose their grip & flutter spiralling downwards in the breeze, forming layer upon layer of coloured carpet at the feet of the tree which once gave them life...
I just love it!!!
These photos taken at Eastern Gardens, Geelong & Bright, Vic
Fall Ballet
In fall the leaves are dancing
In the newly cool, crisp breeze,
Tumbling, skipping, flipping,
As they throw themselves from trees.
In the newly cool, crisp breeze,
Tumbling, skipping, flipping,
As they throw themselves from trees.
Twirling, whirling dancers,
Give performances each day,
Floating gracefully to earth,
In a circular ballet.
Give performances each day,
Floating gracefully to earth,
In a circular ballet.
And as they land together,
Making not a sound,
They form a comfy quilt,
For the hardening winter ground.
Making not a sound,
They form a comfy quilt,
For the hardening winter ground.
By Joanna Fuchs
