Fall has embraced most of the country, provided the many pictures of turning leaves on all my favorite blogs are any indication. You know, it's fall here in on the west coast, too. Really! I imagine most people think the only thing that really changes around here is the time during daylight savings. True, if the leaves on my neighbor's tree drops, it's because the Santa Ana winds are blowing. But we, too, have seasonal colors, and they were in full force yesterday in my garden.
Oh, look! I see some leaves on the ground. It is fall!
And there's more. California likes to add some "jazz hands" to our fall routine. Indeed, I would be terribly remiss if I didn't highlight fall's red, gold, and orange with our sunset's pink, yellow, and purple.
And perhaps a little plastic surgeon's white, too.
Because when things fall in California, we're quick to lift them up.
I've seen countless pictures this week showcasing acres of trees painted red, gold, and orange. I have that.
And there's more. California likes to add some "jazz hands" to our fall routine. Indeed, I would be terribly remiss if I didn't highlight fall's red, gold, and orange with our sunset's pink, yellow, and purple.
And perhaps a little plastic surgeon's white, too.
Because when things fall in California, we're quick to lift them up.
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