Hey bigblue


They're very very beautiful, your hanging leaves...!!!

It seems to me that the snow and the cold don't impress them very much, héhé...

Your leaves are joyful (you said it) hanging around on their branches as if it were still summer or even spring.

You know, I usually talk to the fallen leaves, not to the hanging ones.

There were a few times in the past when I tried to talk to hanging leaves.
"Why not, give it a try", I thought. But they were not in the mood, not even for a little chat.


I remember once - when I tried to start a conversation with hanging leaves - they told me:

"Come on, mong, leave us alone, don't you see we're busy hanging around on our branches.
We haven't got as much of free time as you have."

Well, bigblue, you see: "LEAVE us alone" - coming from the LEAVES, that's pretty tough, don't you think? Héhé...!!!

So, well, you see....there was no other way for me but to accept what the leaves wanted,
or better: not wanted.

And anyway, they have a mind of their own, the leaves - all of them.
Ain't no use in trying to talk them around and make them do something that they don't want to.

;-)


Un caro saluto, bigblue
I like your fotos of leaves
They're beautiful
Cheers mong

Ciao Mong,
è sempre tanto bello leggerti.....e sapere che mi dedichi una parte del tuo tempo. Queste foglie.....mi sono sembrate assai vive e assai gioiose......felici di scaldarsi un po' le "ossette" al sole....anche loro dopo tutta quella neve, stavano "criccate" come Bigblue....che è sempre più crick-crack :))
Un abbraccio come di foglia gioiosa.....
Pia...Bb...Scamy....you know!