Four Seasons
FOUR SEASONS
Autumn colours providing happy and warm thoughts of the majestic beauty of creation and the forever colour changes of the autumn leaves that surround me.
I love it when the sunshines through the leaves making shadows and when the wind blows, making a loud rustling sound.
Leaves falling from the trees and blowing all around, unveiling the bear structure, making way for winter.
When spring comes after a frigid icy blast of winter cold,
the branches and twigs come alive again and with leaves on it makes a wonderful canopy.
The canopy brings shade during the long hot summer, it's when a garden looks at it's most glorious with flowers and trees that are growing up fast and producing stunning colours and fragrances.
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