In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river,
was there the tree of life,
which bare twelve manner of fruits,
and yielded her fruit every month:
and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
(Revelation 22:2)
The Leaves of the Tree
Charis: Subject to Change 
These pictures are just one of the reasons fall is my favorite time of year. Thanks for posting!
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I agree, Mike. I find myself outside a lot, almost desperate in my attempt to absorb as much colour and beauty as I can before the snow falls. Blessings on your day.
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These are beautiful, Charis!
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Thank you, Gracie. They are all photos of one maple tree on the corner.
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goodness ! Aren’t we surrounded by glory! This is LIVING poetry !
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Living poetry –I like that! Thank you, Deborah!
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I am flattered that you want to use my photo of the maple tree, and I give you persmission, but I have no idea who RobertsandJones are.
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