My home is situated on roads lined with the most colorful trees in Whitehouse, Ohio. Looking out my window or walking or driving down the road provides a panorama of spectacular colors. But not this year. My throat doesn’t catch in an intake of surprise. Rather I feel disappointed at the drab, dry red leaves. The trees don’t jump out at me with amazement and delight. I miss the trees’ “Boo!” Are they tired of the game?
“To live is to be slowly born.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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I think the colors are just on the slow train this year. Every day sees improvement around my area. Hang in there. The reds are coming.
Hope the trees “boo” you soon!