Translucent Autumn

I just can’t get enough of this.

This being autumn.

Autumn color.

My neighbor’s maple tree is releasing its leaves into the wilds of Burbville.

Mostly my backyard.

Okay. His backyard, too.

We’re both living in a thick carpet of maple leaves right now. Only half are down.

We’re waiting.

And waiting.

When you can rake once, why rake twice?

Oopsies.

Fitbit did not hear me say that.

Of course, raking twice is always better. Always.

Right, Fitbit?

And Monday blows in on a carpet of leaves.

Elen