It never gets old, does it? This leafy autumn art show. Every year, trees blaze into season's russets, golds and bronzes, and every year we marvel as if we've never seen such a thing of beauty before. I'm glad. Indeed, it is new and we've never seen this particular grand show. I never want to grow old in my heart and find myself weary of such treasures of nature.
We look up, we bend near, and peer deep ... always looking for those glimpses that make our souls throb for joy at yet another sighting of autumn's glory. Glimpses in a tree, a pond, a leafy river valley, even scattered light on fallen leaves on a man-made path.
"Sense of beauty is the
gift of God, for which
those who have received
it in good measure, can
never be thankful enough."
♥ Gertrude Jekyll
Today I'm joining Judith at Monday Mosaic