Yesterday, in Denver, I ran through fallen leaves.
It looks like I'm running really fast, doesn't it?
Well, photos sometimes lie....
The boulevard was still vibrant with color.
This morning, a different world awaited me.
A white silence hung over Cheesman Park.
Yesterday, my favorite willow wept with joy.
Today, it was shivering in the snow.
The city awakened to a metallic sky.
A few brave leaves still flaunted their colors.
More snow is due tonight.