The trees stand up like brushes
Against the morning sky.
We can almost hear them thinking
Which colour shall I try?'
The palette is so varied,
It must make them all rejoice.
Count the colours if you can.
You'll see they're spoilt for choice.
Beauty of a more subtle kind here:
A beautiful sunrise reflected in the lake. Nature paints from her own palette.
ReplyDeleteA perfect vantage point too, from which to paint the picture.
ReplyDeleteMagnificent shot! Stunning, beautiful colors and wonderful words to go with it! Doesn't get any better than this!
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
Don't know wot's more beautiful; the poem or the snap....both grand indeed, brenda! Cheers! :)
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately I never see skies like that. Lovely picture.
ReplyDeleteAaah, that's beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteIt's what I always think of as a 'jigsaw' sky, because so many of the jigsaw puzzles that I did as a child had colourful skies or interesting cloud formations!
Beautiful snapshot and lovely poem to go with it.
ReplyDeleteYour words are as lovely as the landscape!
ReplyDeleteLove your whole skywatch post! Picture Poem Perfect :)
ReplyDelete*Have a wonderful weekend*
Maria
Beautiful colors, great shot Brenda.
ReplyDeleteHave a nice weekend
Guy
Regina In Pictures
Brilliant shot with so many colours - I can't count. Great words too.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! :)))
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo Brenda and as always your rhymes are perfectly suited. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteIt IS perfect. No one could ever go wrong with those colors!
ReplyDeleteWell said...
ReplyDeletealmost sounds like
The sky is the canvas (The World's a stage)
the tree, the colouring brushes (We are all actors in it)