A blowy day and they are wrapped up well against the wind and the leaves are turning,
not yet being blown off the trees but soon will be
The time of year when autumn moves along and nears winter. Suddenly the trees loose there leaves and bare branches appear, it is strange how on e tree will suddenly do that whilst others hang hamg on to theire leaves to give a show
In the forest this painting speaks!
Man in wilderness amongst the trees the thick undergrorth the obsecred path nature rules the way
Autumn can be a sad time of the summer that has gone and the warmer days receding, but with the death of the old comes the hope of the new and the next year will bring its own special message
The painting shown o is from a previous post shown here, a different perspective and a look so a different painting and works in a way!