Quote of the Day (William Shakespeare, on ‘Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang’)

“That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.”— William Shakespeare, from “Sonnet 73”

I took the photograph accompanying this post at mid-afternoon two days ago in Overpeck County Park in Leonia, not far from where I live in Bergen County, N.J.

Photo of the Day: ‘Boughs Which Shake Against the Cold’

“That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.”—William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73

I took the photo accompanying this post in early December nearly two years ago at the Tenafly Nature Center, a couple of miles from where I live in Bergen County, N.J.