In this picture, it almost seems like the tree is breathing fire!
Wisps of bright fiery colors sift through the leaves of the shadowed pine trees.
Extravagant colors shimmering in the wet crisp air, after the storm blew through.
It seemed the very clouds were firebrands as they lazily drifted in the horizon, as the silent silhouettes of the pines quietly watched.
As the evening shadows darkened, the colors in the sky deepened, their beauty radiating, mounting, and billowing out their loveliness.
Fall storms never cease to provide such splendor with their capacity for light and dark contrasts.
The brightness of the blue sky contrasted with the darkness of the shadowed landscape.
And as the shadows continued to gently overcome the light... the misty air rolled up to greet the darkness.