Fall’s Flow


Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them —
The summer flowers depart —
Sit still — as all transform’d to stone,
Except your musing heart.

The Autumn (Frist Verse) – Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1833

Autumn is my favorite time of year. I love the changes and the colors. It is a transition time. It is a time for reflection both forward and past. Today’s image is from my backyard. It’s nice to live in a forest that has waterfalls. Not only is there physical beauty but the sounds of the rushing water will take you to another dimension if you let them.

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