Sunday, November 16, 2008

Sweet decay...





gray days
a damp chill in the air
the smell of wet leaves
a barren tree silhouetted against a cloudy sky
a gust of wind that sends the last leaves dancing across my lawn
a myriad of browns where once there was color

I love not just the bright, colorful majesty of early fall, but the fragile beauty of decay as autumn exhales its last sweet breath to old man winter.

8 comments:

Debbie said...

Wonderful post - it is sad to see fall go, but then each season needs to have it's say. I alwas say that I like 4 seasons. But I do hate to see the days get so short! But the good news is that I seem to get to bed a bit earlier ;). XOX D

Marilyn Rock said...

Love your photos and words here, Kerri! Fall is my favorite time of year as short as it is. I guess that's what makes me appreciate it more. I do have a little problem with it getting dark so early but each day, that passes, offers the hope of spring once again! Love, Marilyn

lizness said...

Poetry! This is my favorite time of year, too. And, I love that photo of the leaves -- AMAZING!

bindu said...

beautifully written!

DJ said...

Lovely poem and beautiful pictures!

Robyn said...

Great Autumn images and poetry. "The fragile beauty of decay"...beautiful words.

Cindy Dean said...

Great post. Fall is my favorite time of year!

julie king said...

oh, i agree. the change of seasons awakens my senses and gives me new reasons to take a walk and snap photos!