I love, love Autumn. The few deciduous vines and trees offer enough colour to keep me delighted; their sparsity keeps me from being complacent about their offerings.
The Glory vine on my verandah changes its dress daily, and every change of light brings new interest. It has the western side all to itself.
On the northwest side it shares with the wisteria, whose leaves are slowly turning butter yellow. I have only to raise my head from this keyboard to enjoy the tapestry of colours and shapes that they make together, even more interesting for being backlit.
As for the overall clothing, the shading and decorating, that these riotous vines provide — who could invent it but Nature?
Just so beautiful!