Grace notes to a warm autumn

It's only too easy to be consumed by autumn color, especially if one makes photographs. And so the first of two posts, one concerned with back lighting, and this, containing just a few small seasonal touches... beginning with my last "rose" of summer -- a moss rose on the porch.

Out back there is this curiosity -- a small oaklet that is growing in the heart of a stump cut-off. No idea whether an acorn landed fortuitously or the stump itself has one last spark of life. I'd like to think it's the latter.

A lonely fallen fall leaf...

...and a sycamore in the process of change.

A squaw bush leaf trio in fall dress...

...and the Arizona color of autumn -- golden aspen.

A linkable: Just returned from visiting Not Dead Yet, where Judith has posted a Gilbert & Sullivan sort of verse about insurance rates she found among her late husband's papers.