A single magenta rose clashing with the scarlet hips and yellowing leaves.
Someone has been kicking a puffball about.
A stand of maples going up in rare autumn flames.
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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I am just picturing all of the brilliant colours you describe here. It makes me almost tired of "green" -- I'm ready for true autumn!
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