The leaves were slow to turn this season. They looked pretty and promising when we arrived mid-October. But, they were teasing us; nah, nah , nah , nah, na! They tried to hold out; the temperature dropped–so did they, and the rain stripped them of their false coats.
Behold! The peak was upon us. We left a day later than planned; we did come here to enjoy them!
Grasp that last branch of autumn that reaches out to you. Breathe in that crisp air–deeply! Enjoy!
Today I witnessed from
Car window and porch chair
Leaves turning slowing on branched spits
Not quite ready, starting to crisp
Greens warming to yellow and gold embers
Orange popping out like glowing coals
The scarlet of Sourwood bursting into full flame–
Trying to show them all up
Together they compliment one another
A gourmet blend
A visionary feast for the soul
Joan Ellen Gage
10/14/2009
Joan Ellen Gage 
Joan Ellen, what a lovely poem and picture of the autumn leaves. Unfortunately I never got a good picture of the leaves this year. It's been a strange fall. Thanks for stopping by my kitchen.Sam
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Joan Ellen,What a beautiful poem filled with fantastic fall images. I love this poem. Thanks for visiting my blog. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.
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