I love an autumn rain, because nothing makes the fall colors more vibrant than a light steady rain.
Above: Our Japanese maples are beginning to turn color.
I decided to turn it loose, let it go wild, let it become a free range sweet potato.
Sniff. Wait a second while I get a hankie. (honk) There, that's better.
That song always makes me tear up. Isn't it wonderful to see that sweet potato running freely just as God intended it to do?
Fine then, I'll just have to jump.
Bernie and I left Tiggie and Hart to snooze while we headed out for a more vigorous walk through the woods. As we started up the street, I saw this trail of red leaves.
Modern art, ancient art, freshly delivered to my curbside.
"Snowflake" Wilson Bentley, was the first man to photograph snowflakes and prove that each has a unique design. I always heard about that bit of marvelousness. Even in kindergarten, in the snowless climate of Southern California, we were taught about individual snowflakes.
I can't recall anyone making the same fuss about leaves.
Walking on the concrete path littered with fallen leaf gems, I had to wonder why this fact had not been pointed out as well.
So much easier to see and enjoy than a single snowflake...
So much color inspiration too!