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How I had missed that air of silent chill, and the glow of flame which carries through the mist of winters loving embrace. Once full of green and life, the woods and fields seem devoid of all things, save for the majesty of pine and the unworldly glow of holly. The silent sounds of the … More The Frost | Nascent Ederren
Plush leaves, changing hybrid colors, Yellow red orange and raw greens, Rich opulent shades, mystifying shadows, The glamour of rains and fall chiming together, On the rich palate of changing seasons. Crunchy color under my feet, deciduous shedding exorbitantly, Orange magenta brown lifting my spirits too. The lemonade and pumpkin spiced latte tasting better with … More Fall Fiesta | Daisy Bala
As blues turn a tangerine orange, dusk surrounds each of us with the promise of another day, soon to peak through the leaves of this old tree, reaching, straining, but never able to feel blue. How small is the tree, as the sun radiates, warmth engulfing everything with the hope that the vastness of existence … More At dusk (tangerine orange) | Phillip Knight Scott