Autumn color has been strangely slow in showing itself in my valley this Sept. 2009, just as spring and then summer had been noticeably delayed.
That was the thought on my mind five minutes ago, around 6:35 p.m., as my dog and I traversed our favorite path in the woods. In no tree or shrub did I see any color but green, nor on the ground beneath my feet did I see any fallen color.
Then something fell on my head---the bright leaf you see here. From where did it fall; from where might the late-afternoon breezes have blown it?
Perhaps it was merely a nudge to remind me, the seasons arrive in their own good time.
R.A.T. (Rose Around Town) can be reached with your comments at firstname.lastname@example.org . If you're sending a comment for my big dog Jack, I'll pass it along; he listens quite closely to me.