As I turn down the lane, the flaming new red maples greet me; like giant red lollipops.
They are so vibrant; they awaken my early-morning senses to the shocking beauty of fall; that never grows old and is always new and invigorating.
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Pre-Dawn; Pre-Winter
Just before dawn, when the fingernail of a crescent moon shines brightly in the sky, I revel at the flamboyant maple in all its orange-red glory; but in the back of my mind I wonder, “Why haven’t all the leaves fallen down by now, like before?”
My Wylde Lyfe 