And then there's this moment. Indescribable, unpredictable moment. You look out the window that glowed green all summer long and suddenly, there's crimsom.
A shade of orange you can't quite put your finger on.
A burnt orange that still burns brightly.
A strong yellow glows and it's not the sun.
Green flirting with deep shades of pink.
Tiny fingers of maroon deftly clinging to mother trees.
There are flowers from Australia that rage glory in unison.
And then there's this moment that words just really can't describe.