In the past 2 weeks, autumn has begun painting our trees. Each tree wraps itself uniquely as if they can't bear wearing the same thing. It's been eye candy for the soul.
There's a new coat of brazilian red on Pistache -- even on her branches.
A warm blur of green is being replaced with daring splashes of red on Murray
Ace is now spiced with tangerine
Strings of green on Meghan seem to wiggle with delight with their new crimson glow
Coral's lime green is taken over by yellows and deep pinks while the branches go deep coral
Floating Clouds dipped herself into corals and oranges
Beowulf opted for a solid coat of red
Blackie grabbed on to the colors as they danced down
Eleven put back on her deep pink overcoat she had hidden since spring
Smoky opted for a brighter version of his deep burgandy
And Nagano arched her new apricot branches higher than everyone else in the sky