today are turned to burnished bronze. They glow in the light as if they were fires in the dusk.
But yesterday, they were bright! I am putting the pics in, full size, because they were so pretty!
The rain stopped for the morning, and the sky opened up to the bright blue that seems enhanced in postcards. But it was just clean Pacific Northwest air. And as the children emerged from the school, the rain began again. In earnest. And again the clouds brushed the treetops briefly before the night closed in.
I am tired. I am tired of politics, I am tired of parenting, I am tired. Tonight when the children are asleep I will play computer games and then fall into bed early. And I will dream of cheerful yellow trees, doing their best to brighten the world at a dismal time of year.