the pavement
near the road's edge
is covered with autumn's gold
helped by a vigorous wind
the cascading leaves collect
in shallow drifts
below the trees they adorned
just days before
as we drive
we begin to anticipate
seeing the loosened leaves
come alive
skipping and dancing their way
across the street
with every passing car
they lift and swirl
for seconds only
before they come to settle again
in some other spot
If we happen to be the passing car
I look back to see
that we have caused
the golden leaves to dance
~April
Cottonwood Trees at Stuart LakeIt was very windy and bitterly cold when we arrived at the lake. We hadn't thought to bring our hats and gloves, but went for a short walk anyway. My fingers became numbed taking pictures, and we hurried back to the warm car to have our picnic lunch inside.
The lake was extremely choppy, and the gulls had a difficult time flying against the wind.