Living color...

Cemeteries have some of the most beautiful sweeps of trees I've ever rested my eyes upon. If you were looking for a spot of color today, this is it.

You're welcome.

Marching along...

Oh, the color! A beautiful curve of trees in a local cemetery. Marching along.

Seclusion

For some reason, this makes me think of a Robert Frost poem. I love everything about this image. The light. The dead settled in a secluded spot. I like to think it was of his choosing. The figure at the base of the cross. I wonder what that is about?