Looking for Color
I do this at the beginning of every Autumn. I drive around looking for color - the bright oranges, the deep reds, the flashy yellows - all screaming "It's Fall! Take a picture of me on this tree!" As I drive around, I think, "Surely, the trees know that Fall is here. Therefore, they are going to turn their leaves into the pretty colors I expect this time of year." And every year, I am too early. The trees do not have their Fall wardrobe on. They are still wearing their summer green. I feel impatient.
I visited Apple Hill last week. It finally started to feel like Autumn. The air was crisp up there, and I could see the hints of color that will come.
Soon, I think...