I stood in awe gazing at your breathtaking beauty. Your palette seemed too incredible to possibly be real. The diveristy of your colours and the richness of your hues made my heart sing and my spirit dance. Oranges and reds; yellows and greens; pinks, purples and golds. How could you generate so much loveliness?
I watched in quiet amazement as you shed your leafy apparel; preparing yourself bravely for the long lustrous slumber that autumn ushered in. I felt your floral pain as you relenquished your royal regalia to the friendly forest floor, but also sensed you knew the sweetness of your spectacular spring return.