Photo Friday – “That Time of Year…”

Autumn is just a day away, and with it brings colder days, made warm by fiery hues of yellows, oranges and reds. It is a beautiful and fragile time of year, when abundant harvests lead to the eventual decay of the earth. Shakespeare gives us a sense of this fragility in Sonnet 73, likening it to the natural progression of human life:

“That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.”
(Sonnet LXXIII, 1-4)
Photo: Vineeta Moraes

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