The wind’s in the west

“O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being,
Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing…”

Sequence of three images of oak leaves blowing in the wind and layered in photoshop for an autumn composite to match Shelley’s poem “Ode to the West Wind”

Sunday Sayings: A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures