UNTIL, this year. This year our maples were disappointing. Some color, but the leaves fell quickly and they were dried up and shriveled before they hit the ground. Man had to wear a dust mask while mulching them.
Mr./Mrs./Ms. Oak must have been waiting for this opportunity, because, - - -
Well, here, let's just show you:
Almost as if it were saying, here I am, standing alone, in all my glory!
See, I am beautiful!