As August draws to a close, my thoughts turn to my most favourite season in Canada: Autumn. The astounding colours of the maple tree make me particularly nostalgic for Ontario. Look at these vivid, fiery colours reflecting on a Muskoka lake.
When I was a young girl, starting school in September meant all kinds of science and art projects involving maple leaves. We’d go on class excursions to parks, collecting whatever grabbed our attention.
We’d all be trying to find THE perfect autumn maple leaf. It wasn’t easy. It would have to be in its peak form of shape, texture and colour. Often, the chances of finding the best one, would be catching one just as it fell off the tree.
Sometimes, there would be just so many to choose from! And if you were too late in the season, they might have been trampled on.
And then, there it would be: perhaps not symmetrical, perhaps with flaws, and yet even still, the most stunning maple leaf you ever did see!
It’s a good thing you found it, because pretty soon, all you’ll find is frost on sumac leaves!