Every Leaf Speaks Bliss

These pictures are quite old; we took this pretty road through the woods on our way to see a haunted covered bridge in Vermont and decided to pull over and get a few pictures. One of my favorite things about Vermont were the unplanned moments like this. On another day we passed a gorgeous red tree you could just barely see from the road through less impressive foliage and Thomas requested we turn back to get a closer look. We circled around, drove up a small drive and admired the tree in all its beauty. The tree stood over an old cemetery and an old man who lived nearby both came up as we were wandering around to ask us where we were from and told us a bit about the history of the place. Strangely enough his mother was from Northern Ireland and he had gone to school on the Emerald Isle! It's conversations like that and randomly beautiful trees that I will remember that best instead of the recommended tourist stops.

"Fall, leaves, fall; 
die, flowers, away; 
Lengthen night and shorten day; 
Every leaf speaks bliss to me 
Fluttering from the autumn tree. 
I shall smile when wreaths of snow 
Blossom where the rose should grow; 
I shall sing when night’s decay 
Ushers in a drearier day."
Emily Bronte

Outfit details:
ASOS sweater (old)
*pictures by Thomas


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