Thursday, December 8, 2011

The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can, 
Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
~ Samuel Taylor Coeridge

1 comment:

Maryjane-The Beehive Cottage said...

Beautiful pictures Suzanne! I always feel sorry for the last few leaves on a tree, hoping they can hang around to enjoy Spring! Love ya, Maryjane