Though many leaves have fallen, there are still a lot of yellow leaves on the maple trees I can see from my windows.
A swirl of leaves and what I thought for a moment were falling pine needles filled the view, a turbulent sea of yellow-orange. Then I saw more clearly: not pine needles but streaks of snow illuminated by the sun.
Golden and strange.
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