There is a maple tree down in the village that turns brilliant red every year on or about November 1. I do not know what kind of maple it is, and there are a couple other trees like it in the area, but none are quite as nice as this one. The leaves are an almost unbelievable red (and to be honest they never really turn completely green the rest of the year … there is always a reddish cast to them).
The first year I snapped a photo of this tree it was in the rain, and the colors in the camera were so saturated it didn’t look real.
Now it’s kind of a yearly thing … photographing the end of fall, going out in a blaze of glory on this tree. And, once these leaves have fallen, it’s almost time for winter.