The leaves keep obliging...
Behind our house there is another small, very small pond. A secret angler's paradise perhaps, but also a source of visual joy. That day there was hardly an air astir thus the pond's surface wonderfully mirrored the trees around it.
The magic red siren! Such a divine and attractive tree. Even in misty conditions it shines its bright red hue for all who come by it.
Ah, the magic of a Burgenland perfectly blue sky needs no explanation...
A bit more of our local pond. Maxi and I walk past it every afternoon on our pre-snack excursion.
Another dash of colour. Gosh this morning the temperature dropped below freezing. Bitterly cold but strangely stunning.
A pale hue, almost the colour of straw. Perhaps it is the blueness of the sky which tends to make the leaves more attractive and cheerful...
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