I heard this song on the way home yesterday. Sung by Donovan, it like most songs of the era, had a sexual overtone and a psychedelic touch but I, I confess, never knew that. I just liked the song and seemed like the perfect time to showcase the yellow leaves that were shinning in the sunlight at the Merchants Mill Pond State Park in Northeast North Carolina. The cypress were a brownish orange sort of color and the water in many places was thick with bright green duckweed. It made for nice contrasts. I liked this small set of yellow leaves against the moss and the grey cyprus trees. More from the park on tap most with no psychedelic hints.
