I was out all day on Friday, and was amazed at the brilliant oranges and the bright reds of the trees. I wish I had remembered my cell phone or had a camera.
As I was driving home, the rain had finally stopped, and a white mist was rising from the ground in every open field and cranberry bog I passed. In one retired bog, a host of young trees had taken over, and they were spectacular in color! Reds so bright they looked fake! Brilliant yellows, and oranges!
That white mist...topped by the flame-like brilliance of the young trees...so moody and yet so gorgeous!
