Maple Turning.

La Vieja's maple has started up.


I can't remember if I've spent official ANYLF time in this here and very space trying to suss out what kind of maple it is, and I don't really have the time nor inclination for such things today, but: its bark goes almost black between now and the onset of winter, and its leaves, which are nearly salad-plate-sized, go first dark green all through August and September and then Crayola-box-yellow over the next couple of weeks. It's always one of the first to fully turn, and it's easily the best on the street. Do not be alarmed, friends and fans of retreating chlorophyll: this space will feature regular Vieja Maple updates as warranted, which is to say, all the time between now and whenever it puts its leaves down.

We're overcast and cool this morning, jacket weather, hat weather for the deeply optimistic. The sun's already trying to break through, though, so while it would be abject foolishness to say it'll be as warm as yesterday, I think it's reasonable to say that at some point this afternoon you might well be able to turn to your companion, rest your elbows on the concrete table at which you've chosen to have your paper cup of tea, and say, It got warm.