Ailanthus and asters amongst the weeds.
In fact the tree is a weed tree.
The asters pushed up and survived despite neglect. As the sun was setting the colors called to me through the kitchen window and I went out and caught them.
My daughter Laura took this image, next to Columbus Architectural Salvage, Columbus, Ohio.
The title of the post, is the question she texted me.
She was in the passenger seat. We had just left Laura’s. The traffic was backed up for the railroad crossing.
She caught the tree with the formerly green leaves, now rust colored. Don’t want to see the summer end.
Steve was driving in quite a few of these and the others I pulled over. Can you tell which are shot with the Canon 5D and which are shot with the iPhone?
After school, I was knitting at Ann’s again.
Her hydrangeas contrast with the turned leaves caught my eye as I left to go to my car. A balmy temperature and a gorgeous Autumn light. Unseasonably warm November afternoon.
Walking into the room this morning I saw the oak tree catch the morning sun, reflect it onto the art room tables. Warm fire aglow. A stunning welcome to the beginning of the work day. I dialed the combination to get the camera out of my locker.