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.

10 thoughts on “The Peak Moment

      1. 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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