North Texas foliage has erupted
into stunning colors this fall. Everywhere leaves are turning into golden hues
or rusty reds. Each day brings a fresh patchwork; new tones blush with less
and more magnificent autumn color shouting out “look at me, look at me!”. Some
say late rains and an early freeze are responsible for this year’s lavish
display. I say it happened just as Mother Nature wished. Soon harsh artic winds will strip the trees of their autumn adornments and they will sleep naked through the winter until the earth once again nods
toward our sun, signaling the beginning of the next grand awakening. I was born
in the fall. If I'm lucky I will leave then as well.
