Fall Leaves

I was born and raised in the high-desert. What does that mean? Mountains. Sunshine. Beautiful sunsets. Moderate climate. Lots of dirt and few trees or grass. To me the mid-west is a lush landscape. I love the colors of the trees. The fall colors are just beginning to appear and it is beautiful; bright reds, orange, yellow, mixed in with the remaining green. The prairie grasses even change color in the fall with shades of green, purple and tan. The change has made my drive to Lawrence more enjoyable. I take study break walks around the neighborhood to refresh my mind. This evening I took one of those walks and enjoyed the cool evening air and the crunching of leaves under my feet. I wasn't alone, Kenyon was at work, but there were a number of people walking the neighborhood this evening. It must have been a good night for it. Hands down, fall is my favorite time of year here.