A world of beauty spins round and round.Ocean blue, forest green and the colors of Earth.A globe of colored tiles represents our small planet.Many shining colors beneath the sun.Around and around we go.
Bright green leaves of Populus fremontii, the Fremont’s or Alamo cottonwood.From green to brown. Time and age create new patterns of beauty.Close-up photo of mottled yellow leaf of one Fremont cottonwood. It is beautiful.
Our eyes see nothing but reflected light. Reflections on the water are like shining glimpses of a higher world, a world that we cannot touch and barely fathom. Perhaps that is our own world.