Fallen

The tree is more than first a seed, then a stem, then a living trunk, and then dead timber. The tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky. 

~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

November has arrived and there is a sadness in the air as the landscape has become blanketed in muted grey and brown tones.  The winds have claimed most of the golden leaves and the trees that had towered over this prairie landscape for many, many years have fallen giving room for the next generation ...