"Come said the wind
to the leaves one day,
come o'er the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses of
scarlet and gold,
for summer is gone and the days grow cold."
A Child's Song from the 1880s
Fall color seemed to be long in coming here. When it finally arrived, there was an explosion of color that lasted for an all too short time. Of course, I suppose that is what makes it so special
Taken from our hallway looking out of the front door. This was five days ago. Today, almost all of those leaves are on the ground.
A neighborhood beauty. I love the way it seems to be sheltering the small evergreens beneath it's branches.