Autumn Leaves

“How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and colour are their last days.”
John Burroughs
When nature lets go the leaf and cushions its journey to the forest floor, does she know that the settling leaf will form part of one of the most beautiful mosaics known to man? There is magic created as each leaf folds into another, finding its home alongside the siblings that until this time it has not been able to touch. Joining together as one with part of something to which it has always belonged. Like raindrops falling into a stream so they may flow into a river and return once again to the shore of their birth. This is how the memories of my love come together. Now as one within the pages of this book.

„Ce frumos imbatranesc frunzele. Cat de pline de lumina si culoare sunt ultimele lor zile. ”John Burroughs Cand natura da drumul frunzei si isi amortizeaza calatoria spre podeaua padurii, stie ea ca frunza de asezare va face parte dintr-unul dintre cele mai frumoase mozaicuri cunoscute de om?