There is a place I go often, especially in the Fall, where there is a sound of leaves unlike any other place I’ve ever been or ever heard. I go there just for the sound of it. Thanks for sharing and reminding me to remember!
the beeches here are a deeper yellow than previous years — you’ve captured that color so well in your photograph. Your poem evokes the sounds of the autumn woods well, too.
Lovely poem and photograph…I enjoyed my visit. Thanks for sharing.
Without a doubt one of my favorite woodland sounds. The chatter of dried beech leaves on a breezy fall day.
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i can almost hear it, very soothing meditative effect…
I feel calm and serene reading your words and enjoying this photo. Perfect!
There is a place I go often, especially in the Fall, where there is a sound of leaves unlike any other place I’ve ever been or ever heard. I go there just for the sound of it. Thanks for sharing and reminding me to remember!
Such a distinctively singular sound and what a crisp photo! This is an unusual leaf for our area. Your angle is perfection.
Prefect. Mantra. Koan. Peace. Lovely.
I love this, each and every line.
Plus your photo is so alive!
I loved this- very soothing itself… I love the sound of wind in any trees and of the wind blowing the fallen leaves around. Thanks for sharing~
I love the soothing words and image
nature quietly moves without us, very soothing words
the beeches here are a deeper yellow than previous years — you’ve captured that color so well in your photograph. Your poem evokes the sounds of the autumn woods well, too.
Very nice words and photo. I love the sound.
wonderful ..
beautiful yellow…!!
Your words warm my heart