The Peak Moment

There is a moment when the leaves in Autumn reach the peak of their colour. From then on deterioration sets in and all colour and vibrance is slowly lost. I suppose much of life is like this – the journeys to the peaks and the journeys back down into the valleys. I photographed these leaves in the garden of a Benedictine Training Centre. They were at their best.

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I love the leaves when captured at this point, Don. Great photo.

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Don on November 17, 2020 at 8:39 pm said:

So do I. Thanks Dan.

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Hmm… A rather melancholy reflection.

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Don on November 18, 2020 at 4:25 am said:

It’s the way I felt at the time. 🙂

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- Anthony Garner on November 18, 2020 at 1:25 pm said:
  
  I know the feeling. I am sitting in St Augustine’s, Northbourne and such places always fill my mind with contemplative thoughts. Good ones. The seasons pass, we come and go like the sparrow through Bede’s mede hall.
  
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- Don on November 18, 2020 at 1:30 pm said:
  
  Yes, I understand something of what you mean. Love “…the sparrow through Bede’s mede hall.”:)
  
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