Really wonderful post – your words capture so well the beech leaves’ gift in winter. Just today I stopped my friend while walking to have her listen. So many people miss this soft sound. And then there you are raising the flag in praise of it – bravo!
Wonderful.
Very nice. I can just hear those whispering leaves.
In Oz those would be heat dried leaves rustling in the breeze. I can hear them NOW!
heat dried leaves
rustling in the breeze
I love the sounds of that poetic line Maureen!
Thank you!
nice light and movement.
You are always so kind with your likes on my site! Thank you for making this awfully long winter stay beautiful through your photographs! Best, Maggie
Nice
You’ve captured the personality of these trees perfectly.
Ahhhh….
Sigh, still winter.
Very nice match between picture and text; I do like this one- thank you.
I love the movement in this one.
all your posts…so beautiful, immediate and true, as if seen through the eyes of a child…
Really wonderful post – your words capture so well the beech leaves’ gift in winter. Just today I stopped my friend while walking to have her listen. So many people miss this soft sound. And then there you are raising the flag in praise of it – bravo!
🙂
A lovely chorus…a duet of image and words!
Beautiful!
Lovely!
Beautiful as always.
music to the spirit..perfect
Nice. Made me smile!
I do enjoy visiting this blog, such inspiring poetry.
Exquisite!
Perfect pic and words.
LOVE it! Both the image and your interpretation!
a beautifully “graphic” photograph….lines, texture and space.
Wonderful textures here.
What a great perspective on this long, horrible winter! 🙂
Looking at this photo makes it seem not as hot here.
Poignant …