fall must be a lover’s time.

After reading Emily Dickinson’s poem from my last post, I keep seeing yellow. Everywhere.

- golden amber beech leaves
- lemony yellow ginkgo leaves
- outer lining of the sunset
- etiolated tips of sprouts
- quince butter
- moon’s waning crescent
- under-exposed photo pigments on the Norway Maple
- Aspen…a whole clonal colony of them
- blistered plums
- carrot water
- squash
- reflection off the Great Salt Lake
- pile of Silver Maple leaves under a rope swing
- heart of a pansy
- unwatered grass
- apple’s patchwork skin
- Liquidambar styraciflua
- a schizocarp’s halo
- refracted light off praying mantis’ egg sac
- stained fingers from curried potatoes

 

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