There’s some color.
Taking a little stroll past the neighborhood triangle, I spy a tree-a-changing in this autumn of hanging-on-to-green.
On the edge
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Mark Bialczak 
But how pretty it all is… in this photo!
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Thanks, Nance!
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it’s such a mix right now, here and there, and pops of color, soon everything will be full of color and then –
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And then comes more gray and white, yes, Beth!
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The colors are stubborn here, Mark. We’re still waiting for more vibrant ones. Lots of leaves still just hanging around, hanging on.
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And then they’ll all go at once, Bruce, your place and mine.
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