AUTUMN WOODS by James S. Tippett I like the woods In autumn When dry leaves hide the ground, When the trees are bare And the wind sweeps by With a lonesome rushing sound. I can rustle the leaves In autumn And I can make a bed In the thick dry leaves That have fallen From the bare trees Overhead. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Please vote for Wolf! I have entered this photo I shot of Wolf standing in the shadow-tinged blanket of colorful leaves that filled our yard from the maple trees in the Dogs Rock Autumn Photo Contest...please visit their Facebook page, click on Wolf's photo in the album, and click "Like" on his actual photo in the Dogs Rock Contest Album to vote.  Wolf says, "Thank Wooooos!"