Swan Song

As the colors of the leaves peak each year (that’s in October where I live) I’m reminded of the cycle they go through.

Spring brings the buds on trees.

Next, the leaves fully engulf our landscape as the sea of green is everywhere. I always feel a sense of peace when the trees are filled with leaves in May. I know that life has been revived after a long, cold winter.

As June and July pass I sink back into the comfort of sun and warmth, surrounded by a green forest that seems it could hang around forever.

The days go by, the daylight starts to shorten, and temps nudge a bit downward. I’m reminded then of the swan song to come in October. Then, the leaves give up their greens and offer their proudest hue view yet.

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Raining Leaves

It’s raining leaves! For the last week, gusty winds have produced raining leaves. With more than half the leaves in my neighborhood transformed from green to a new hue, the additional force of strong winds has brought showers of leaves streaming out of the trees. Those flocks of leaves find their way to the ground in such a flurry, much unlike their counterparts who decide to drop on a calm fall day.

Yesterday morning it was finally calm and then the leaves took their time. One at a time they hollered, “Here I go” and then gracefully each would waft down from their branch home to the ground. They didn’t travel far from that tree. They leave that travelling for those that catch a stiff breeze on another day. No, these leaves fall close to their home.

Time to go outside and have a look at the newly fallen ones.

Mike

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