It is leaf kicking time. The ground is nearly hidden by a clutter of crumpled big-leafed maple leaves. Those on the ground have a touch of yellow, but are mostly golden tan. Bright yellows still fall with every wisp of breeze. Some zig and zag; most spiral lazily down. The bigger the platter, the slower the float. Last night's heavy dew keeps colors rich and adds a freshness to the cool morning air.
My leaves don't do justice to the originals compared to some I see on this blog. Someday I plan to find time to do a careful sketch. Meanwhile, for me, these capture the memory.
I love the title and the shapes of your leaves. Our season of color is just beginning in Tennessee, but I also love to see the ground blanketed with yellow and gold!
ReplyDeleteYour leaves are so beautiful and fool-the-eye that I am summer green with envy. We really mist the glorious colors of change down her in Central Florida.
ReplyDeleteI commented, but perhaps it did not go through. These are lovely and provide a bit of nostalgia for us former Northerners living in Florida. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteNice job on these. We just filled 7 huge bags of these today. With many many many more to go. Think I would rather paint them then rake them. lol
ReplyDeletePainting is definitely more fun! .... but I'd hate to paint each and every one in your 7 bags!
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