Western forests are mostly evergreen, pines or spruces, with some cottonwoods along the creeks and golden aspens high in the mountains, but we don't get the glorious masses of autumn color like the hardwood forests in the east. I see the amazing yellow, red, burgundy, and bronze of oaks and maples in neighbors' yards, so much more luminous than the pictures I've seen of autumn foliage, and can only imagine a whole forest of rich, glowing leaves in so many different shades.
Someday, I'll visit New England in the autumn and see it for myself. In the meantime, I try to make up for the lack of outdoor autumn displays with fabrics and flowers. I found this paisley remnant that looked like fall to me, and couldn't resist making a pillow.
We have a nice warm quilt on the bed.
And aren't those mums my hubby brought home gorgeous?
So if the fall colors are beautiful where you are, take a minute to appreciate them for me. Someday, I'll see them, too.