A tiny empty glass bottle, three decaying leaves, and three lake stones on a wooden table.
“Harmony makes small things grow, lack of it makes great things decay.”
“If you are bitter, you are like a dry leaf that you can just squash, and you can get blown away by the wind. There is much more wisdom in forgiveness.”
“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.”
A single yellow Maple leaf. There are hundreds, if not thousands of them outside my window.
The colors of fall are beginning to fade and soon enough the air will chill and the snow will fall.
A dry leaf sits on a park bench in Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin. The colors are just about past peak now around here,
“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.”
–Henry David Thoreau
An autumn path on a cool October morning in Mirror Lake State Park.