Around here oak trees turn brown in autumn. Just brown. You can look across a whole landscape in Southern Indiana and see it as a sea of matte raw sienna. Then again, given the right sort of weather, the leaves can give you beautiful flames.
I had just started my walk of the Newfields* grounds when I looked up to see this oak leaf , the sun shining through like stained glass against the blue sky. Nature had just made me a gift.
*Formerly called the Indianapolis Museum of Art.
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Gorgeous colours, Speedway. I prefer to think of the oaks turning to gingery tans rather than just brown.
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