This week, I was greeted by the sound of dry leaves. The fresh addition of oaky castoffs was deep enough to make a satisfying crackle underfoot. Leaves tumble into low spots, filling earthy troughs with foliage. Higher mounds are cleared by light wind, exposing two empty cans of iced tea
Sunshine peers brightly between the trees. Shafts of light shift attention to elements otherwise overlooked: glints from broken glass on the ground, rock graffiti that has been painted over, small ribbons of candle wax in a stony depression.
Color insinuates its way into our woods. Chestnut oak leaves invoke the yellow ochre of Tuscany. Red maple leaves seem to drip with bright red paint. Lilac and burgundy mottle the foliage of maple-leaved viburnums.
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