Yellow Fever

It’s fall, which reminds me of the beautiful aspens in Colorado, painting whole landscapes a brilliant yellow. Yellow reminds me of all the mornings we spent on the U Street Metro platform in the first year or so that we lived in this area, waiting for our train–the Green Line, which shares a track with the Yellow Line at that point–and singing, “Yeah, they were all yellow.

Here in the condo gulch on the west end of suburbia, I was out walking Barky, remembering Brewfest in Colorado and Ben’s Chili Bowl dinners in our first home in this area. It’s not exactly like either Colorado or DC here, but it’s still all yellow.


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  • Nice ginkgo leaves. I miss those really acid yellows of the mulberry trees in Sacto, and those really wild liquidambars that would have yellow, orange, red and green all at the same time. That said, I’m in leaf color heaven here, so I can’t complain.