December 16, 2015.  Startled by the contrast added to the green grass I was tromping through, I stopped for a single leaf glowing up at me.  It must have blown across the busy street from a nearly-bare ornamental pear tree.  I picked the leaf up, brought it home, and later (still fascinated with its brilliance on an otherwise dull day) decided to photograph it, savor it, even if I can’t quite explain why it stirs me so.

I’d like to have such a burst of beauty right before my ultimate shriveling.