As the leaves on many trees have blessed us with their colorful fall folliage and have since given up their autumn luster to the wind, what's left is the bold burning bush. A shrub that continues its spectacular beauty far after the rest of the trees and bushes are left with skeletons of branches.
The burning bush, with those brilliant red colored leaves, keeps hope up when the winter wind is knocking at our doors.
How fitting the burning bush is red in the fall, and, ah, isn't it ironic that our political climate seems to be showing the same burning bush among the bare twigs and branches.
Friday, November 11, 2005
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