Weather has taken a turn here in Michigan. The last week has been met with temps down in the 30's (F) and snow showers. Breezy days have left us with a crisp golden carpet of leaves as you step outside our back door. Crisp yellows, burnt golds and warming reds, they cover your shoes, they crunch beneath your feet.
As the weather gets colder, the days shorter, the leaves are dying and getting swept into garden bags, the beauty, the color soon becoming a fading memory. After saving a handful the other week, I took to scanning them - a final way to remember the autumn that was. A way to record, a way to remember those colours.
Sometimes I wish the trees could be those reds, the oranges, the yellows throughout the year, but then, I guess they wouldn't be so special.
