The end of fall is always a treat. Everything appears to be dying away and yet it’s not… All the lovely movement is really a whirling symphony in response to the coming cold.
Once beautifully green and lavish leaves are now delicate little movements set in time.
Colors move into blues and mauves.
And Each little curl becomes a world of it’s own.
If ever there is wonderment to be had, it’s in the last quirky twists and turns of Fall’s wonderland.