Nearly 36 years ago I moved into my house; several years thereafter, I fell in love with the Japanese Maple tree and promptly had one planted. Over the years, I have watched the tree grow and change colors as the seasons evolved: winter, spring, summer and autumn.
I have delighted in watching the leaves change on the trees – but none more so than this year.
This year, this autumn, as best I can recollect, the Japanese Maple – this tree – shines and glows in all its glory! Its color is absolutely stunning! A feast for the eyes, even on a grey day.
It has been chilly all week: mornings, I sit with a woven shawl thrown around my shoulders and on my walks, accompanied by hats, gloves. My glasses are easily fogged by my mask – I always wear when out in the world, despite being fully vaccinated. The mask reassures me and I trust, others too.
In the wee small hours of this very chilly – 38 degrees – Thanksgiving morn, I am especially grateful for this tree and this day. May your days, especially this Thanksgiving, be filled with good health, good food, the companionship of loved ones, both near and far … and a this tree.