That seems to be the theme with this year’s fall colors, which have been slow to develop. Though I miss the brilliant reds we usually get, the golden, cheddar, bright, and light yellows are lovely, too.
These two images above are from a walk through the Fredericksburg National Cemetery (Union) with Ann, Shelley and Tena the day after the election. Here’s a yellow maple that was carpeting the sidewalk below the college.
On today’s morning walk I saw lovely yellowy apricot maples.
Closer to home, the always reliable bottlebrush buckeye.
The fothergilla has gotten quite big.
And somewhere is a picture of the Solomon’s Seal that, like the hostas, turned yellow as it ripens and fades away.