A tiny empty glass bottle, three decaying leaves, and three lake stones on a wooden table.
“We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.” — Buddha
“Harmony makes small things grow, lack of it makes great things decay.” –Sallust
“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.” –Vusi Mahlasela
“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.” –Oscar Wilde
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,
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.” —Helen Hunt Jackson
I don’t have much to say about this image other than I love the texture on the leaves. As I’ve said before, any type of leaf fascinates me.