for just a few weeks in autumn, before a cold wind blows the leaves to the ground, the trees change. it happens every year of course, but each time they burst with colours so vibrant, i can’t help but think they look unreal. if an artist used those colours of paint to depict a fall scene on canvas, i’d think she was exaggerating.
but somehow, mother nature gets away with it every year.
it’s a very dark, rainy day here today. i’d love to read some posts on this week’s topic. have a wonderful weekend, all!