When apples fall
Yes, it's play on words: Autumnal glory/gold seemed sooo overworked so you get another one. Driving along the back-country roads in my district this afternoon we came across this irresistible sight with the early winter sun shining through the apple trees. Unpicked apples and golden leaves - well I'll leave the poetry to those more inclined. See for yourselves, feel the textures, smell the wet soil. Welcome to my world :)
Found near Motueka at the top end of the New Zealand's paradisical South Island.
Olympus E-M5.
When apples fall
Yes, it's play on words: Autumnal glory/gold seemed sooo overworked so you get another one. Driving along the back-country roads in my district this afternoon we came across this irresistible sight with the early winter sun shining through the apple trees. Unpicked apples and golden leaves - well I'll leave the poetry to those more inclined. See for yourselves, feel the textures, smell the wet soil. Welcome to my world :)
Found near Motueka at the top end of the New Zealand's paradisical South Island.
Olympus E-M5.