October 1st

On the 1st of each month, I'm taking a picture of and writing about the tree in my backyard.

Fall comes slowly to a tree this old; he's in no hurry to shed his leaves. The beginning of color is tinting the edges of the leaves. Because the tree is so tall I can best see the beginnings of the change when I turn on to my street half a block away from my house. When the autumn is complete the tree's leaves will have turned a dark gold.

This tree, with its slowly changing coat, is a reminder that slow and steady wins the race. It serves to remind me to take life as it comes, to avoid the chaos and anxiety creating by rushing or wishing for things that cannot be.