A Few Fall Things

This tree smiled at me the other day and it made me smile. Trees really do have so much personality, don't you think? Especially in the fall. I feel like they are all getting gussied up for a ball or something. 

This shot, though nothing specific or special, is rather interesting, don't you think? There is the stump of a long dead tree, but it's surrounded by leaves of its kindred. 

A street sign I passed with a lovely tree behind it (the one with the face, actually). 

Ah, fall. It's so stirring. Everything is changing and you can feel it in the crisp air. Hey this all reminds me of a poem I wrote last year. Here ya go:

October

Citrus and cinnamon swirl on the wind.

Clouds condense against the trees.

An apple crunch beneath my feet

Tells of the world leaving childhood,

And shedding its colorful youth.

The moon is dipped in pale caramel

By the fingers of fretted ghosts

And soon the world will welcome death

In dark long hands that clasp cold earth.