The sprouting grass waiting for spring,
and the grass that begins to wither, were once the same
wild grass of the moor.
Sooner or later
they surely meet with autumn
and end in the season of weariness.
~Gio
join in the fun of Jen’s photo challenge: Transition
a meditative journey 
Love the diminishing line of leaves. Quite a seasonal fit.
Thank you Tom 🙂
Inspiring text and lovely photo!
thank you…I, too, find the text inspiring