Thru the Leaves
Just a little playing with my 50mm lens. I messed with the colors a bit on this one, the leaves were pretty green still. The colors as they are here got me thinking about fall, and the changing colors of the leaves. I haven’t had a really good fall in about four years now, Alabama has such a mild fall that the leaves don’t get quite as vibrant all at the same time like they do where it gets colder.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.