No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face.
John Donne (English, Jacobean poet, preacher, and metaphysical poet, 1572–1631)
TIME: 5:59 PM
PLACE: S. 13th Street
SUBJECT: Fall Tree
As I was dropping DQ off at her BFF’s house and taking SD to a birthday party, DQ and I noticed that a strange phenomenon. The sun was setting – which was unusual in and of itself, we haven’t seen the sun for many a day this past week – and lighting up only the top halves of the trees. The leaves were glowing and It was a beautiful sight. I hope to see the sun again tomorrow…I’ve missed it so.
