Along the highway, one tree, on a rocky slope, has turned bright yellow. Another, a ways long, had start to blush a soft orangish red amidst others still emeralds. From my window, I see a tree that is turning yellow as well -- ah, autumn arrives in August. As usual. As if on cue, the next day, yellow trees speckle the way.
The green is bright but it's lying absolutely smooth and flat on the ground, beneath the boughs, like a mirror, reveals that it is not undergrowth but algae that have engulfed a pool.( Collapse )