Fall Harvest
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This was taken a couple of years ago in the San Juan Mountains of Colorado. I went up on the Grand Mesa yesterday and the colors are starting to turn. The year this was taken the colors were late this year it seems like they might be slightly early.
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Few things stir the heart better than a visit to the Colorado Rockies during the peak fall color days.
Do not go where the path may lead.
Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
The rain and wind these days have not helped the trees with their colorful leaves. Most are falling dry and brown or still are green.
"It’s so easy to fall for fall."
Quote - Keith Wynn
Another autumn or fall delight ;-)). No idea what it is…. if you know, please tell me. Thanks!
Happy Sunday!
"Suddenly, brown eyes meet amber ones across the room and the whole world becomes still.
A slight smile, greedy irises that can't look away anymore.
Blushing cheeks, a shy smile, and a bitten lip as an answer"
- Lya Seerose
Cause I can't help falling in love with you...
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Female Wood Duck with Fall reflected colors
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"Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary."
— Siobhan Vivian
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That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE