The falling leaves...Drift by the window...The autumn leaves...Of red and gold...
I can still hear Sinatra singing that favorite song. I can hear the melody when our maples redden with the first chill of Autumn. Now, of course, the leaves are falling and litter the earth in red curls.
The crescent of maple trees make a stunning impact as they flame along the curve of our lawn- varying shades from top to bottom as the cold nights deepen.
Can you see why red is one of my favorite colors?