The leaves are dropping fast now, in this brisk north wind. I love seeing the "skeletons" of the trees and in my fanciful moods, imagine them as people. Ash trees are graceful, ditzy women, with lots of scarves, necklaces and bangles and floaty clothes. Oaks are very masculine, tough, muscular, rather macho. Horse Chestnuts are smart career women, with not a hair out of place, sharp-suited, with powerful personalities. Birch trees, when young, are teenage girls, graceful, slim, beautiful, danging through life. Older birth trees are still graceful, but life has lined them. Hawthorns are really muddled, messed-up people, struggling through life, finding it tough, but still with something to offer as their fruit ripens.
And perhaps I'd better stop there, or you will be calling for the ambulance to take me away! ;)