and that is the truth, isn't it?
Today looks like november with a matte gray sky and no sunlight to help the oaks show off their raspberry or copper or chestnut colored leaves.
The ash have all gone brown from their vivid yellows
and the only yellow that remains that I see are the small willow leaves on the top of the bush I planted a few years ago that drops its leaves from the bottom up.
Work this morning and then, after lunch.... voting, one errand, then rest.
I feel up for it.