“The time of the falling leaves has come again. Once more in our morning walk we tread upon carpets of gold and crimson, of brown and bronze, woven by the winds or the rains out of these delicate textures while we slept.” ~John Burroughs
“… the difference between good and evil… It’s very thin, it’s made of something very flimsy… and if you cross it, it really starts to blur where fair becomes foul and foul becomes fair.” ~Harlan Coben
“…and I see,
the turning of a leaf
dancing in an autumn sun,
and brilliant shades of crimson
glowing when a day is done,
and I sigh…”
~Hazelmarie “Mattie” Elliott, “A Breath of Heaven“