glorious colors even though yes, they look pretty much the same every year.
Right now is my absolute favorite time of year. The tree on our front lawn is a breathtaking blaze of yellow. Yesterday, against the inky gray sky the tree was just, lovely.
And then I found this picture.
It's little Leo, almost exactly three years ago, toddling down our new block. We were scared, excited Brooklynites, eager to make the suburban plunge, on a visit to our soon-to-be-house, maybe accompanying the inspector as he made the rounds on our new home.
Leo had only been walking for a few months. He was fairly steady on his feet, but still was essentially a tiny, menacing Frankenstein.
Ellie was nowhere to be found, was, as my dad used to say "a twinkle in our eyes."
My caption would read:
Look out! Here's comes Leo! Ready or not!
The leaves aren't so bad either.
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