Wouldn't it be nice if just before we died, we looked absolutely physically glorious?
As I admired the rainbow of colours on the trees this morning while recognizing that their leaves were dying, I thought how nice it would be if we went out in a similar blaze of glory.
The trees in Aurora this morning were beautiful, with the evergreens standing sentry in front of the deciduous trees. Then I turned a corner and was met with the rising sun.
I am enjoying every moment of this Indian Summer as our time with the mild weather winds down.