Tuesday, November 13, 2012
I can't tell you how many years I've been driving by this tree in my neighborhood. Every fall when it would explode into a mass of orange beauty, I'd say, "I've got to go home and get my camera." Then I never would.
On Sunday, when I was rushing home from church, I screeched to a halt. I had my camera with me, and even though I didn't have time to stop (had to go to a meeting an hour away and was already late), I knew I might not have this chance again.
I was lucky that only a few cars came by. This was the second time in as many weeks that I found myself parked on the side of the road, trying to get up close to plants (I saw some bittersweet that I thought needed thinning out, so I helped with that; it was for a good cause - decorations at the church).
This dissectum Japanese maple sits beneath a taller red one with palmate leaves. The latter has thinned out some, and I'm sorry I didn't take a photograph years ago when the two colors were closer together and even more spectacular.
But, I'm trying hard not to say "I should have". It's a terrible habit of mine, not to grab the moment and then be filled with regret over a lost opportunity. So many times I've seen plants and vowed to come back and get a picture, but just didn't do it. I'm happy I captured this one. Now, if I can catch the magnificent ginkgo tree at the intersection of Northside Drive and Blackland road at its peak (any day now) and before the leaves all fall, I will have actually accomplished two long-time goals this year.