Falling
fall has yet again returned to Maine. In fact, we're actually approaching the end of the most beautiful part of it. Our backyard has two maple trees, one of which has already dropped it's leaves. As someone who has lived in a city environment almost all my adult life, I'm enjoying watching what these trees do. Today, for example, the maple, which heretofore had held onto it's leaves, decided to drop almost all of them en masse on the space of about an hour. It wasn't uncommon to see during the 20 minute span of time I watched to see 20-30 leaves sailing to the ground simultaeneously. I'd to into more detail how unique each leaf's was, but I'll leave that to the poets. By the end of the hour most of the leaves had fallen. The temperature had dropped to 27f last night. Perhaps that was what caused the sudden exodus.