Today while out at the store, I noticed this gorgeous Ginkgo tree. Almost all the leaves were still on it, having turned this luminous golden heavenly color.
I did a very unladylike thing and traipsed into the mulch and discreetly snagged a handful of leaves off the tree and shoved them into my purse.
I thought about those leaves all the way home.
Once home, I was able to share my bounty.
Just long enough for them to release said bounty to the sky…
I picked a few up to add color to my fresh olive wreath, impressing my five year old with my improvisational skills. He appreciates a good wreath.
Our last Fall in Chicago-land, I think I just might miss it.