Tuesday, September 28, 2010

seen on a Sunday afternoon walk in the forest

The arbutus are peeling.  They're shedding layers of bark, baring their skins to the fall wind with dramatic audacity.  It's a declaration in brown, rust and apple green.  Will they regret this gesture a month from now when the forest canopy lies dead on the ground and the winter rain dizzles monotonously?  Will they shiver?
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1 comment:

  1. Wonderful photo. Great observations. Intriguing question. Does it reflect your own ambivalence towards winter?

    Do I sound like an English teacher?