The pot of gold at the end of autumn’s rainbow

The trees here in northern Illinois are beginning to change colors. Most of them are still green, mind you, but a few trees have changed into the most gloriously colored robes including the golden ash trees across the street and a purple one on my running route.

But these red maples stand out on a clear blue-sky day. A nursery sits on a country corner not far from my house, and this group of trees turned red first. These gorgeously pinkish red sirens are clearly flaming from a mile away.

It’s scenes like these that make autumn bearable.

Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.

~ American poet Langston Hughes



2 responses to “The pot of gold at the end of autumn’s rainbow

  1. Oh, how gorgeous those trees are! Those reds and oranges are what I miss from the midwest. Here in NM we get lots of gold. They’re nice…but not THAT nice. Thanks for sharing the photo.

  2. Nice grove of trees! You may remember how, MN, the sumac turns red very early in the fall. But it’s the oak and maple that look so breath-taking!

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