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Decidious Leaves

The xylem saps are heading south like the majestic autumn sun, deep down into their woody roots. Soon deciduous leaves will die and their exquisite lingering dissolution's will manifest tinctured, ephemeral beauty: crimsons, oranges, yellows and greens and all the subtle hues in between. A sweet, earthy scent saturates the cool, autumnal air we breathe. Then one by one each leaf succumbs to a gentle rain or zephyr descending silently to earth.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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