Saturday, October 24, 2009

Back to the Garden


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10.24.2009 #2
10.24.2009 #1


9 comments:

ALeks said...

Looks allmighty your fig beauty!
Do you leave leaves on the ground as food for the soil,for the garden or you are tiding it down? If I had a garden I would leave it to the nature to take care of it,I would just help it a little, :O)
A good day to you,
Aleksandra

William Michaelian said...

It wouldn’t be right to rake these leaves while they’re still whispering secrets to each other, and to me....

Elisabeth said...

Autumn where you are, spring here. The catkins on the pin oak in our backyard have given way to leaves of the palest and freshest green - like new born leaves. That colour in spring to me is every bit as beautiful as the yellows, reds and browns of autumn.

-K- said...

You don't get this kind of yellow in LA.

Nor the yard space.

Rachel said...

Herbststimmung pur, da brauchen wir einfach keine Worte dafür..

einen feinen Sonntag dir

herzlich, Rachel

William Michaelian said...

Elisabeth, I agree. And the scents and sounds of all seasons seem to touch different places in our memories, bodies, and minds.

Kevin, within a few hours after this picture was taken, the tree had changed dramatically. The yellow had faded, more leaves had fallen, and some had brown edges.

On the other hand, Rachel, what if the leaves are words?

Rachel said...

William, wenn diese Blätter Worte sind, dann fallen sie in die Erinnerung...ein Jahr hat viel zu erzählen...

herzlich Rachel

William, if these journals are words, then fall has it in the Erinnerung...ein year to tell much...

warm Rachel

Chrees said...

Judging by the title, I'm assuming they had stardust as well as being golden.

William Michaelian said...

Ah! — I knew someone would catch that....