Wednesday, October 08, 2008

happiness # 41

the smell of autumn rain on streets littered with leaves.

almost-black tree trunks contrasting with yellow leaves.

the variety of colors portrayed by later-in-the-year leaves.

leaves, leaves, leaves. and leaves. as if right before dying, they are at their prettiest.

maybe the singular should be "leave", not "leaf".

(they will fall. )