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Autumn Falling Leaves

Nine years ago, I was sipping a cup of deliciously decadent, silky-smooth, hot chocolate for a minimal price at the Rathaus Cafe in Offenbach, Germany.


I remember glancing at the temperature gauge, noting it was zero degrees celsius outside, before watching a squirrel, as he scurried around the branches of the weeping tree nearby. It was the first time we had seen a squirrel, more familiar as we were with marsupial creatures with young in pouches. We were fascinated.

The large, deciduous tree was fast losing the remainder of its pugnacious, golden-brown, Autumnal leaves and stood like a slowly wilting sentinel, witnessing the imminent passing of its foliage’s use-by-date.

To some, it might be just a tree, in a not so unique village in Germany. To me, this tree was like a wrinkled, weathered face: elegant, wise and experienced in its maturity and so very different from anything back home.


It wasn’t just magnificent, this tree had history. Not only did it provide shade and shelter, it emanated clean air as large trees do and contrasted ever so softly with the harsh lines of the historically significant structures around it.

This majestic beast framed the entrance of a park adjacent to the white neo-baroque manor house that, to me, resembled what I imagined to be a ‘Von Trap,’ style mansion. Having just arrived from the subtropical heat of a humid Australian city, I thought I had stepped into heaven!

Busing Palais in Offenbach

The Busing Palais in Offenbach was home to 18th-century entrepreneurs Peter Bernard and Johann Georg d’Orville, and the likes of Goethe would spend summers there. All but destroyed in 1943, this manor house was rebuilt to become a Museum, Library and of late, a conference centre.

Busing Palais Offenbach

Not only that but a Scloss, or Castle and Chapel completed a heritage square nearby.

As much as I enjoyed the architecture, the Festival of Leaves around me was the real jewel in the crown.

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31 thoughts on “Autumn Falling Leaves”

    1. Good question, Laurie. The holiday was for two months or so. We stayed long enough for the return to Australia to become a little jarring. It was the bright sunshine and glare that was the most striking and felt unfamiliar. Returning from the depths of a Northern European winter to the height of a humid, drippy summer was hard on the body! Usually by February we are accustomed to being sweaty and hot, but not that year! I suppose squirrels and falling leaves are more common in your part of the world?


  1. On Wednesday, November 25, 2020, Something to Ponder About wrote:

    > Forestwood posted: ” Nine years ago, I was sipping a cup of deliciously > decadent, silky-smooth, hot chocolate for a minimal price at the Rathaus > Cafe in Offenbach, Germany. I remember glancing at the temperature gauge, > noting it was zero degrees celsius outside, befor” >

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      1. I don’t know where specifically in Germany. I just know my maternal grandfather was something like a third-generation German-American. He had told my mother and her siblings he had an inheritance waiting for him in England. If that’s true, I don’t know where it would be or what kind of inheritance it is and I certainly don’t know what connection that side of the family had to England.

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  2. On reading your opening lines, my first thought was “You look awfully young in the pictures.” Ha ha. and then I figured it was your daughter drinking the hot chocolate.
    Fall is my favorite time of the year. If you haven’t yet, then you should experience it outside of city, and watch a whole landscape and forest of trees turn color. Canada is good, come here. Once everything is back to normal & the world rights its axis.

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    1. What a lovely invitation and no doubt you have a drop dead gorgeous Autumn. I would relish that, especially in the country setting. Japan was stunning up in the mountains in November and I would spend longer there next time.
      Yes the little one is my girl.

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  3. We have lots of trees in Grabouw, South Africa. Every Autumn the falling oak leaves clutter the gutters and pavements. The bare trees always looked so lonely and cold untill My Beloved stated that they must rest in preparation for the fruitful season to come. Since then a bare tree had that air of suspense for me.


    1. What a beautiful sentiment your beloved expressed. The trees are resting. Aussie and evergreen trees don’t need as much ‘rest’, so to see trees in their resting phase is different and a delight.


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