I know, poplars again?
But already these days when I walk in the woods, I can see far into the distant ranks of bare trunks. The leaves are disappearing, so I treasure them.
I know, poplars again?
But already these days when I walk in the woods, I can see far into the distant ranks of bare trunks. The leaves are disappearing, so I treasure them.
The poplar’s beauty stands out when surrounded by leafless trees. Brilliant colours agains tree trunks and blue skies. Still seared in my memory,