What a gorgeous photo. Fall leaves. Iridescent cobweb. Beautiful Lighting.
As we were ending our rare outing through the backwoods in the country, I turned the corner around a large oak tree. The sun broke through the towering trees to illuminate the presence of the web to keep me from walking straight into it. No alterations were made to this photograph and no filters were used.
I love your love for fall, Tamie. I love fall, too! {AutumnalHugs} ~ Kat Bastion
Well peeps…it’s the first official day of my vacation…Yay me…and the first weekend in October as well. I’ve been taking a fall holiday for years now because it’s one of my favorite times of the year. The weather is cooler…which I love, the mountains where I live go from fluffy green to fiery reds, and oranges. To celebrate both my holiday and October I have a poem by one of my favorites…Robert Frost, and a few photos as well.
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Such beautiful words for an amazing time of year. Lovely poem, Mit. I can’t wait to see more from you.
Death Is Never More Beautiful
© 2012 by Mit Maras
In unwavering reverence,
We watch as she dances,
Hues of autumn adorn her ever reaching branches.
With a natural pluck,
Each canvas spirals down,
Until nothing but death now blankets the ground.
For so long we have sought,
The solitude of her darkest places,
Forced from shadows we now bare our own faces.
Death has now befallen her.
Yet, death … has not beaten her.
She stretches exposed arms,
Void of those she held dear,
Rooted against all threatening new life next year.
Standing bare and vulnerable,
Her loss is witnessed by all,
Heaven’s perfect example of our choice to stand tall.
Held captive in a place
Where heartache and darkness rule,
She towers the world,
All proof … death is never more beautiful.
© 2012 by Mit Maras
© 2012 by Kat Bastion
Misted platinum wafting by lures a nymph to dance,
Sprinkles falling, laughter rising, spinning pure romance.
Fragile wings spiral higher, flirting with the sun.
Captured by a passerby, innocence begone.
Discarded leaves tumble past in muted reddish hues,
Coldness slowly settles in, vibrance does recuse.
Sadness looks with longing eyes out into the world,
Kindness brings a soft caress, silken wings unfurl.
Loving smile, a whispered touch, sends a soul to soar.
Bonds are broken in sweet flight, freedom evermore.
To the heavens angel flies, heartbeat starts to stall,
Grounded, solid arms do reach, there to catch the fall.
© 2012 by Kat Bastion
I love fall. Thank you for sharing your fall with us, Tamie. You and Keats both took my breath away. 🙂 … Kat Bastion
It’s Saturday morning, and here in NC it’s feeling like fall…at least in the mornings. The air is crisp outside…which I like. Yeah…I’m one of those who favors temperatures in the 60’s and 70’s, so my two favorite seasons are Spring and Fall. The leaves haven’t begun to turn colors here yet, but they will soon…
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