It sets in late fall before the beauty of winter arrives.
This in-between time begins after the leaves drop…
and the earth turns brown.
No sooner than the farm markets close…
the Christmas tree farm begins cutting and baling evergreens.
The corn has been harvested, and the dregs await hungry cranes. Ahhh, but they’ve already journeyed to their southern feeding grounds.
Trees show their bones against gray skies, their beauty stark.
Hmmm. Maybe I should chalk up my moodiness to the full moon.
I understand why I feel the way I do now!
ReplyDeleteI think it's pretty common this time of year.
DeleteAS always what a delight to get your pictures, You never seem to run out of a new angle. Happy holidays to you. Lilo and Angie.
ReplyDeleteThanks, you two. Have a great winter.
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