It’s been less than 48 hours since my last post and something incredible happened.

Within 12 hours of noticing all of the out-of-the-ordinary blooms in my garden and leaves still stuck on the trees, autumn or more appropriately FALL, arrived.

It really did happen overnight. Yesterday morning, the maple tree that was highlighted in my blog on Sunday, dropped most of its leaves. They fell straight down to the ground, creating a beautiful carpet of red leaves. (The little gargoyle statue sitting nearby seems to not want to look!)

Here’s how it looked less than 24 hours earlier.

Just goes to prove Mark Twain’s point about New England weather.  “If you don’t like the weather in New England now, just wait a few minutes.”  (or in this case, a few hours!)