One of the most glorious experiences in my life occurred Saturday morning when I stood under the gingko trees at the Vicksburg National Cemetery and saw, heard and felt the shower of gingko leaves as they fell to earth into a bed of snow. As they fell, the gingko leaves also unleashed small amounts of snow that had collected on the leaves during the night. What a wonderful sight. The photos I present here today and on Tuesday do not even come close to showing the true beauty of this event.
I wonder what kind of lesson God wants us to learn from the gingko tree. It slowly turns it leaves completely yellow and then all at once it releases them to the ground. In a flash, one of the most beautiful sights that can be found in the world is gone. If you have any thoughts, let me hear them, please.
The struggle of winter pushing fall out of the way. Fantastic shots!
ReplyDeleteI was hoping you were going to be out there shooting that gingko...and I am not disappointed. AMAZING. That first shot is breathtaking!
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ReplyDeleteAmazing and fleeting and gone, but here forever through your lens.
ReplyDeleteThe dusting of snow on the stones, the valiant golden boughs hanging on until the weight of snow and time sends them to ground, and the leaves layered one upon the other, like a mosaic of lilies---thank you for sharing all of this, Marty.
Bad thing about it is that one beautiful thing is replaced with another beautiful thing. Had this been just a scoonch later, that beautiful Gingko tree would have been naked against a backdrop of grey in a wonderland of white.
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