The trees branches, bent to the ground by the airy beautiful substance of transformation.
Drowned paths impassable in spring when the stuff melts.
What was white and clean, is now brown, black and sticky.
Soon substance of transformation tumbles in beautifully decorated pipes.
Excellent arteries are living and sparkling in light summer rain.
Then slowly the tumbling stops and paths are covered with gold.
Days grow shorter and colder.
Trees stately sleep when airy transformation fluff feathery paint the tree branches white.
Bend them to the ground when transformation fluff are numerous enough…
Hanna Greenwood
Going to the woods is going home.
John Muir
HANNA'S WALK 
Lovely words & beautiful shots! TY, Hanna!
Hi Resa! Thanks a lot for your kind words!!!
Un gran abrazo ❤
Hanna
I will just say…Wow!
Thank you, David!!!
I found that very moving and strangely uplifting, Hanna. You are an excellent poet.
Alen
Now you make me proud, Alen. Your words are very inspiring. Thanks a lot!!!
Hanna, on your pictures Autumn is golden!
The Autumn is golden at the moment with sunlight on the glowing birch leaves. Thank you, Alexander!
What gorgeous colors and compositions! I feel like I’ve been to the woods with you — and it does indeed feel like going home. Thank you for this beautiful moment, Hanna.
Nature is inspiring in so many ways ❤ Thank you so much, Heather!!
Aaaah, Hanna, what a beautiful poetic post! And the artistic work is great too! ❤
Thank you for your lovely comment, Hanne. The light is an eternal source of inspiration. Now everything is changing due to leaf fall ❤
It falls klack, klack klack. -7° this morning, glorious sunshine, who can ask for more? 🙂
Haha! I love that sound, Hanne 🙂 🙂
Qué explosión de color, me gusta mucho el resultado de tu trabajo, Hanna. Y gracias por la hermosa poesía.
Feliz semana!
Encantada de saber de ti, Isabel. El follaje de los árboles de abedul es irresistible. Le deseo una semana maravillosa!!