fall foliage

As Chatter adjusted her scarf and cowboy hat to ward off the increasing winds, Sally Ann saw several gray leaves tumble over the grass and realized there had been no fall foliage in Half Moon. No week or so where the leaves explode with color and paint the hillsides with majestic hues of red, orange, yellow and gold. Just like the town itself, the trees and flowers -- remarkably bright and vivid throughout the season -- had simply paled and appeared to be on their way to an ashen bone-like pallor.