I awoke to a morning bursting with colour. It was as if the entire hillside had erupted in flames. I looked out over the trees, startled at the vivid hues, the autumn golds and russet reds.
I knew it wouldn’t last. These lustrous leaves were already dying and soon they would fall to the earth, covering the ground and exposing the naked limbs that once held them.
I couldn’t risk waiting. I couldn’t have them finding my little project just yet. I picked up my shovel and headed down the hill before whatever these trees had kept hidden was revealed.