asking the Ocean how did She come to being not in a lifetime
the wind changed direction all the leaves that went North heading South again
twisting and turning we shield sleep from gusty wind bare trees bend their boughs
stillness on fall day the only sound that can be heard leaves' ill-fated flight
multicolored leaves waving like prayer banners spread goodwill to all
who can blame horses risking their necks for grazing other side of fence PS: My apologies that the picture couldn't tell the whole story. By the time I turned around the car and came back to snap the photo, the horse had withdrawn its beautiful white neck from between the bars in the fence.
landing on road sign red-tailed hawk's eyes seem to say "What ya looking at!"