Fall Leaves

Flame yellow with a tint of gold, flutters with bite of autumn cold, on aspens and their birch cousins are first seen when the fall begins. Then scarlet fire will appear, a blaze that won’t inspire fear, and deep crimsons of apple-hue, add such richness to a view. Next sugar maples, orange bright, like morning color of sunlight, the harvest-bringer’s vibrant shade soon dominates the forest glade. And then the tourists come again, I guess I can’t really blame them, the beauty of this display marks a last hurrah before the dark. I myself like autumn as well, but to be honest, this I’ll tell: I much prefer when the fall leaves, because I can get out my skis…