gold

I love this time of year -- okay, okay, it's true: I love all the seasons. This is the bottom of the back lane behind my house that ascends up from the lake.

Impossible to capture the jewel-like glow of sunlight through the leaves.

Here leaves tossed down like gold coins upon the ground, near the top of the laneway, just before it flattens out in front of my house. Not too far-fetched to appreciate the fallen leaves as a fraction of the wildly abundant generousity of Mother Nature, fragments of gold carpeting the laneway.