It's November, and the leaves of the Chinese Elm have turned into yellow gold paper.
In the afternoon light, it absorbs the filtered sunlight through the hazy sky. The air is cool and crisp, causing the tree to reabsorb the chlorophyll sugars into the roots, and causing the leaves to ripen and wither into paper thin petals.
Pure poetry ❤️ I love this passage. Great writing.
Do you like the new arching top branch that was made last year from the new stems?
I find this shape very interesting how it comes back over the tree and appears to balance the tree. I always picture bonsai with a branch like this moving away for the trunk and center of the tree to make it appear impossibly unbalanced. But in this case I think I like it.