When the sun reappeared yesterday, I felt like a kid in school welcoming back a close friend who’d been out sick for a week. Judging from the number of walkers and runners (with and without dogs) in our neighborhood, I wasn’t alone. Today, after a foggy start, the sun is shining on us again, painting lawns and trees with golden highlights. In this slow-moving fall season, a few touches of color are beginning to be revealed.
The brightest dash of fall color in our yard is offered by the leaves of a sassafras tree, shown here against the trunk of one of our big silver maples.