(My travel experiences)
The rustling sound of the leaves attract all who love nature. The foliage of the tree, a mixture of green and yellow is cooling to the eyes. As the breeze blows the leaves start moving in such a beautiful way that it makes one feel it is a silk fabric moving in the gentle breeze, oblivious to its surroundings. I felt this tree has a soul that is not sold. The leaves gaily wave, dance, entrance, lull me into a sublime state.The shades of yellow and green flutter in soft breezes, lobed leaves of the tree. Those leaves have no intention of carpeting the ground in beauty, still they do. In many colors, they are a wonder and truly mosaic leaving me mesmerized. Spring comes and the leaves clothe the naked trees, it is, in fact, the most beautiful fabric. I sometimes feel like throwing the leaves in the air and standing below it, a wild chaotic fountain or a shower of colors.The leaves fall daily making a carpet below, but new shoots appear making them beautiful yet again. The trees remain knowing it is the rule of every season. One of the little things that gave me a lot of joy gazing at it daily and one I cherish.