Driving to Easley today, I saw again what I see every day, that every day, our fall leaves are brighter. Somehow, something about the weather--was it the drought? the high temperatures? the sudden cold nights?--gave us the most glorious autumn that I have seen since I moved to South Carolina. I had pretty much given up on the fall leaves, because here they usually go directly from green to brown. But this year? Golds and reds and brilliant oranges, so that sometimes the combination of it all makes it seem the light is coming from inside the tree.
Thank you, trees. I needed that.