There once was a time when one could look down at my hometown of Owego. NY and see nothing but the green leaves of summer.
No more. Now you see red brick and white roofs.
It’s like a snapshot of the moment the instant the last leaves are gone but weeks remain between those last leaves and the first buds of spring. The Autumnal Equinox is a month away…not to mention the Winter Solstice.
It’s a long wait until the Begonias, and Tulips begin to appear.
Slowly falling snow, gently descending leaves and small buds waiting to yield a flower. The warmth of an august afternoon…with a kayak beneath your seat beats naked trees anytime.