where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
November 11, 2017 § 20 Comments
from the edge
of the pink woods
step into wonderland
Tagged: autumn light, beauty, fall leaves, invitation, leaves, magic, step, sunlight, wonderland, woods
A very nice poem. Thanks for sharing !
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Ooooooh, soooo gorgeous!! 🧝🏻♀️🌸🧝🏻♀️🌸🧝🏻♀️🌸🧝🏻♀️
How enchanting! Wonderland it is!
Those are some wondrous colors in your woods!
Eliza, knower and namer of all growing things, is this burning bush?
Yes, it is. Like all those invasive species, its beauty is beguiling. 😉
What kind of trees are they? Where are your woods?
I think these are burning bush, but I could easily be wrong. This was taken in Norwich Vermont.
love those pink leaves
I can’t remember ever seeing pink leaves. They truly are extraordinary, and seem to glow.
I love this little patch of woods. I think this might be the dreaded Burning Bush which is an invasive…but this particular patch of it is sheer magic to me.
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Flowered woods. great.
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