A Dab of Fal Colors

There are still a few flowers to be found out and about. These, as you would expect, are getting long in the tooth, but they still possess their charm. Just like me I suppose. Older may not be better, but it is at least different in a good way, Right? Besides, older is always better than not getting older.

As the leaves change colors and start to show spots of mould (again, like me I suppose), it is easy to interpret these changes as evidence of character.

And with the backlighting giving this a glow, it becomes a symphony of color and contrast.