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Into the treetop song, so gaily green, come the sweetest notes of autumnal pink.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
The treetops are a love song of greens for any soul still able to hear.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
The treetops flourish red, golds and greens as if they had been flourished from the pocket of a great magician.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
In the lengthening light of the afternoon, the bouquet of treetops is autumns ode, an ode I hear with my soul.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
A verdant canopy of greens dapples the ground, allowing broad foliage to flourish.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
The treetops are the stage of the birds as they perform their sunset chorus.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.