The blazing oranges of the maples.
The brilliant golds of the tulip poplars and beeches.
The deep reds of the dogwoods.
They're all gaudy...
especially when juxtaposed among the evergreen pines and cedars...
but it certainly creates a beautiful landscape.
During the past week, Oak Mountain State Park (where I am grateful to be able to go to work every day) has become a palette of autumn splendor. Today's overcast skies and my "point and shoot" don't nearly do it justice, but hopefully you get the idea.
This post title was borrowed from a poetry post entitled "Subtlety" from the blog "Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again" by Mike Sepelak. I highly recommend you read Mike's poem for a more introspective examination of autumn's colors.