Autumn fence
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
...
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
~~ Joyce Kilmer
I've photographed this fence and these two trees in spring, late summer and now autumn. I will be going for a winter shot too!
Autumn fence
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
...
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
~~ Joyce Kilmer
I've photographed this fence and these two trees in spring, late summer and now autumn. I will be going for a winter shot too!