The Sadness of Fall

Liriodendron tulipifera 'Mediopictum' leaves (...

Liriodendron tulipifera ‘Mediopictum’ leaves (autumn). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

American tulip tree , tulip poplar or yellow p...

American tulip tree , tulip poplar or yellow poplar (Liriodendron tulipifera). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The bright yellow leaves, caught up by the wind, perform a little dance as they drift toward the earth. They collect beneath the tall sourwood and Tulip Poplar trees, as they join the deep red and orange leaves that fell yesterday. The beautifully colored leaves that landed today hide those beneath that have turned brown.

The short needles of the White Georgia Pines are the color of gold. The trees look almost bare as they drop millions of needles every day for weeks. The forest floor is covered with gold, until it slowly turns light brown. For a moment in time, the landscape is brilliantly painted with orange, gold, red, yellow and purple. The sun shines on the colors, intensifying them, giving the landscape a color that only exists for a week or two every year. And then, it is gone.

We are left with the cold nights and chilly days of autumn – no more color until the snow comes to fill up the branches of the White pines and holly trees, giving the green a contrast.

However sad it is for the trees to stand bare for months, the anticipation of a colorful spring keeps us hanging in there. As long as there are seasons, the earth remains.

The red leaves of autumn are breathtaking.

The red leaves of autumn are breathtaking.