Shakespeare Garden
And the leaves speak
through silent branches
their voices carried
by winds of change.
Mother Earth colors
Autumnal hues
warmly toasted
reflections of the sun.
November noon
debuts a play
where nature’s performance
unfolds seasons.

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Happy SIMC, jj
Autumnal hues
warmly toasted
reflections of the sun.
I was also very drawn to the design of the path in the picture. The image of the cross is always a favorite of mine and the circling brick at its base is almost like a halo.
Joanne, it is so peaceful there. Thanks.
Ann, Ah, you are sweet and it is special. Thanks.
Annie, Thanks for your kind words and I too find it to be the best time of year. I also like your observations on my photos. It is so cool to experience the same photo through another's eye. Thank you.
Just stopping by to say hi & check out your city.
Just stopping by to say hi & check out your city.
Wonderful accompanying poem.