At the end of the day, dried Beech leaves are backlit by the setting sun.
American Beech (Fagus grandifolia) leaves persist all winter until they release in the winds of March, just before the new buds of spring unfold. I am thankful for their tenacity, not only as an echoing reminder of the leaves of summer, but also for the gentle, papery rustling they make when the wind blows. Mesmerizing and soothing, they reassure us that life in the forest is only resting.
Like you I am grateful for these hangers-on. They also provide a nice smattering of color, and look very pretty in your light 🙂
Thank you, Heather. Oaks just aren’t in the same category as Beech in terms of leaves. Peasants to royalty. 😉
You are absolutely right, of course 😉
Oh, that is an incredibly beautiful photo!! 🙂 I love it! It is so calming! 🙂 I am still listening to the musical piece I put with my poem today and it is going so well with your photo!! 🙂 Bliss! ❤ ❤
Thank you so much, Trini! ❤ 🙂 I will have to give it another listen.
🙂 It is in the comments under today’s poem called Love’s Blissful shores 🙂
Rest is essential… 🙂
Thank you, Cindy!
Beautiful shot Eliza, the leaves are so lovely and the colours in this image are very pretty.
Thanks so much, Karen!
Louve the fragility you have captured.. yet such tenacity they have 🙂
Thanks, Sue. Yes, they are both, fragile yet strong. 🙂 Kind of like women. 😉
Funnily enough that was pretty much the impression I got from the photo.
So very lovely!
Thank you, Fi!
🙂 lovely-just had our punk put to sleep yesterday + thought of what you said, sometimes they are too proud you have to make the decision-we did-this photo is perfect for how I feel today:-)
Oh, Robbie, such sad news. I am sorry to hear it. The heartache is the worst part – saying goodbye, it just plain stinks. Treat yourself kindly over the next few days and savor only the best of your memories. Blessings and hugs.
she was 15 yrs old + my garden dog. Our youngest dog, Chance is now the only one. At one time there were 5 at our home with 3 children + 3 cats…life changes just like these leaves:-)
Yes, it is a good metaphor. Chance will take the extra hugs, but there is no replacement of the individual that is gone. She had a good long life with you and that is some comfort I hope.
Time to rest and be. Lovely Eliza 🙂
Thanks, Val. 🙂
What a beautiful image and … as soon as I saw it I could practically hear the rustle. Thank you =)
Thank You, Debra!
I love the feeling you’ve captured here, Eliza. It’s a kind and gentle optimism.
Thanks, Micheal, for the lovely comment. How’s the moving process coming along?
Our current house is in escrow. We’ve put in offers on two houses. The sellers picked someone else on both 😦 We’ve been trying to find something built prior to 1940, but in SoCal its tough to find an affordable & nice old house in a nice old neighborhood. Now we’re starting to look at “newer” houses — built in the 60’s and 70’s. We’ve never lived in any house newer than 1927. It’s a big adjustment. Today I looked at a beautiful big house, well maintained, ready to move in. As I drove away I felt a bit depressed.
We just looked at props in New England again. What fantastic homes & settings. But if you calculate the price per square foot divided by the number of warm days, the cost is astronomical!
Sorry to hear about the offers falling through. Spirit must have something better in mind for you!
New England can’t be more expensive than SoCal. Have you thought about renting for a year somewhere you’ve been dreaming about?
Yes, Spirit has something better in mind. When I bemoaned the fact that we can’t find a cool old house (we have found exactly two so far), she said that perhaps its time for a change! A thought that didn’t occur to me. She pointed out that we aren’t up to the physical challenges we once could conquer. Yes, we have thought about renting for a year to make sure a new locale is a good fit. One problem is the cats & dogs. And, New England is only expensive from the point of view of someone who counts the cost of not getting to have the windows open 300 days per year.
I know that Spirit has our next home prepared.
*sigh* What a nice reminder that the forest is just sleeping for now. Soon though it shall awaken, Eliza, and I don’t know about you, but I shall be running around in happy circles with my camera! (((HUGS))) Amy
LOL – Happy circles, indeed! 😉
Pretty Eliza. I love the warm and cool colors together.
Thank you for noticing and appreciating that, Denise. 🙂
You used the lighting beautifully in your photo…It really creates an engaging image.
Thanks so much, Charlie!
Such a great word for them – “tenacity” 🙂
I love this image. It’s so beautiful, especially the light. I love what you wrote about the leaves, too. I’ve always liked that some trees hang on to their leaves during the winter, and the beech is one of my favorites.
Thank you, Robin. The American beech is one of my favorite trees, so graceful.
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Thanks for the link!