Monday, November 12, 2012

The Last Red

The last red sits just outside my studio.  All around it the leaves have turned their various colors and finally dropped crispy and brown to the ground while this beauty remains a lucious autumn red.

This spark of color heralds the coming winter -- it acts as a beacon of Fall  by staying behind its cohorts with its lovely show of color.

Winter will soon be here - the ground will turn white and the branches will be covered with snow  -- thanks heavens I have this memory of what is to come again next year.

"Listen -- are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?" - Mary Oliver


  1. Fall is my favorite time of year, I just wish it would last until spring...

  2. What a vibrant colour - glorious!

  3. Oh, yes, thank goodness for next year and the memory of last summer.

  4. There is just a speck of red remaining outside my kitchen window. A few lonely leaves..the rest are shriveled and brown or already blown away by the high winds we've had.

    I have a kind of disjointed vision of the seasons. For me, the journey to spring begins right after New Year's Day. I am always looking forward...to the future holding the next spring and summer.

    Lovely red to enjoy for even a short time.
    xx, Carol

  5. That fiery promise that life will return after the quiet sleep of winter - magical.

  6. I think there's a piece of stitching in there somewhere....

    ...maybe it's time to have a play with some red dyes?

    x c

  7. Ii'm agree with Chris, you will find a way to make art out of this (in addition to already making poetry with your words!)



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