I love being in the woods here in North Carolina, so much like home but with touches of the bizarre and so prolific. The leaves of the many kinds of oaks are piled high in the woods, though the tyranny of leaf-blowers have cleared the lawns bare in suburbia. Fruits and seeds of many trees—Tulip Poplar and Sweet Gum in particular—cling heavily to branches against a blue sky. I don’t pretend to understand all of what I see but delight in the seeing regardless.
What a delight the Winged Elm is!
And here again with one remaining leaf.
Oaks! Red and White and many others too!!
Sycamore, along the rivers, so bold against the sky.
The beautiful bark of Tulip Poplar.
Sweet Gum, pods and a few last leaves.
The forest floor rustles with leaves of all kinds of oaks.
Tulip Poplar seed pods against a gorgeous sky.
Shadows of Beech leaves play on bark of the tree.
A few last leaves of Red Oak light the way to dusk.
Still Learning To See 
Beautiful. I love sycamores bare branches against the deep blue sky. Fall is so full of color, even the oak leaves are beautiful when not competing with maples! Although I do it anymore to call in my yard! Love you John, Chica
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