Wednesday
Nov042009
Sunset, Wednesday, 4 November 2009
During the night, the paulownia tree by the house shed its leaves. Paulownia leaves don’t change color and gently fall, their green sours, then one night they freeze stiff – big and curled – and in the morning drop nearly all at once. As the sun came up this morning I heard them hitting the ground in quick succession, clinking against each other like pieces of china.
Among them I found a perfect paulownia flower, a tightly wrapped purple bud. I had to laugh at the fellow traveler. 180° out of season, it had waited for a different way to unfurl.
Posted on Wednesday, November 4, 2009 at 06:29PM | by BVD | in Print/Cards Available, Sunset Paintings | tagged Blue Ridge, paulownia, trees | | Comments Off