We've gone back and forth from shorts to winter coats and gloves to shorts again, all in under a week.
If there was any sort of chromatic crescendo this fall it was short-lived, like the leaves turned brown one day and fell the next. And then it snowed.
On my walks this fall, I've learned that ginko trees drop ALL their leaves in one great pile on the first night it frosts. I am cherishing the remaining red and gold bursts of color and the way the wind redistributes leaves with welcoming gusts as I step along not-yet-raked paths.
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