Maples after the Rain
Coconino N.F., Arizona

I believe that we need not climb to a mountain vista to witness beauty of nature, but only need to listen to the stories at our feet.  I love to walk through our forests when the wind rains leaves in autumn. Each leaf seems to me an individual:  a colorful, tragic hero, now forsaken to the snows.  The afterglow of sunset reflected off the parting storm clouds overhead makes the red hues sing in this image. 

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