Today was one of those exhilirating Fall days when the sun shines and a crisp breeze keeps the rustling autumn colors in motion and trails beckon you to walk them. In fact they put out an exquisite carpet of freshly fallen leaves– golds and greens, and crimson specials… like so much confetti from a grand celebration! We have these exquisite trees here called Arbutus trees. They bear fragrant boquets of pale yellow blossoms in spring, bright waxy green leaves in summer and in the fall they bear bunches of berries in every hue from yellow to fiery red on the color wheel–an array of orange shades that even Crayola would find hard to name! I like to bring the outdoors in to cheer me all day long. So now my kitchen table hosts this sprig of arbutus that was tossed at my feet today as I strolled along a wooded hillside above the ocean to emerge at a picturesque bluff and sit on an antiquated old bench and soak up sun and wind and the exhiliration of an October afternoon!
