Walks outside become a common practice, craving breaks from my desk and the feeling of lovely temperatures. And, of course, the sight of colorful leaves.
Last year I popped into the backyard to see what the leaves were up to. This solo, tiny, yellow leaf was resting on a large tree stump. I was instantly attracted to all the textures and earth tones.
The combination of swirls on the tree trunk, faint lines on the leaf and mixture of browns with a pop of yellow was hard to resist.
I noticed the tiny leaf had moved on from the trunk when venturing out the next day. I learned long ago to always head outside. Fleeting beauty constantly awaits.