Last Leaf Hanging

Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.  ~Lucius Annaeus Seneca, Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman, and dramatist

Buffeted by winds,

Rain, sleet, snow, and loneliness.

Tenacious last leaf.

9 thoughts on “Last Leaf Hanging

    • Thank you for those kind words, Linda. I felt a bit sorry for this poor leaf, almost as if it was the last to be selected in P.E. class for somebody’s team!

  1. Debbie, I LOVE this post! I love the quote, your photograph (such a beautiful capture), and of course, your words.

    The trees here are starting to look the same. Although, yesterday while walking through one of our parks, I spotted a tree still full of bright, gorgeous, yellow and orange leaves. It was stunning! In fact, I took several photos.

    My favorite thing to do on an autumn day is to walk through the fallen leaves. I love to heard them crunch beneath my feet 🙂

    Have a lovely Sunday, my friend! X

    • Thanks so much, Ron, for such nice compliments! I think the HUGE winds we had knocked most of the leaves down, whether they were ready to drop or not. I don’t mind the colder weather, as long as we can get sunshine. These dreary days feel like a double-whammy to me, ha!

      Oh, that park-tree sounds lovely, all yellow and orange! I can hardly wait to see your photos of it — you *are* going to post some, right?

      I love hearing the fall leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet, too. When Dallas was younger and we were walking outside regularly, BOTH of us scuffed our feet along through the leaves, and I think he enjoyed the sound as much as I did. xo

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