I'm sure it wasn't like that yesterday! Texts my Scottish doppelgänger at 8am this morning. She protests that all the leaves have fled overnight and coo-berates with a snap.
It's true. A miniature twig where fiercely burned an autumn fireball.
But there's barely evidence of a single leaf remaining. Why have they all quit the scene so suddenly and thoroughly? I think that trees been stripped to make a halloween costume. I say.
As my Buddhist friend says, all is impermanence. Meditate on the now. She replies.
You were just jammy to catch it.