I have a front window view of fall this year. My beautiful ash tree started turning days ago it seems and now it's already half bare - it's yellowed leaves lying stunned on my still green lawn.
Autumn is by far my favorite season: slightly nostalgic yet turbulent with color, wind, blazing sun and drizzly days. I love the chill at night. I love the hint at the winter to come. I love the harvest of summer's bounty. I love the settling in for the lazy time of year when you can blame the weather for your desire to stay home and do nothing.
I took several pictures of my ash tree over the past few days but only one came close to capturing what my eye could see.