The audacious color of these oak leaves still stuns me.
That leathery brown-gold of beech leaves in fall is a color-and-texture I look forward to each year.
But then, if you have not seen tamaracks in their golden dress in autumn, you really cannot imagine how absolutely fine they are. To be a day-long bystander (or bear, or Boreal Chickadee) in the north country at this time of year...now that is a visual feast.
I'm endlessly grateful to have eyes in autumn.
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