So it’s November, most of the trees have long lost their leaves, except the oaks, which hold on to those ugly brown leaves for most of the winter. But one tree in my yard is at it’s peak, and it’s my japanese maple. Every year She and I forget, and in October we say to each other, it’s not as pretty this year, but then November comes and it bursts into its full bright red glory. A definite pick-me-up for what I think is the gloomiest month of the year.
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