The leaves are turning colors and I knew the window of opportunity was short for getting photographs of the reds, yellows, and oranges. While the fresh dousing of rain has left new traces of green emerging from this Summer's drought. Here are a few photos of the Autumn leaves. All were taken near Lindsey Oklahoma and Lake Fuqua in Stephens County.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus

For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad. ~Edwin Way Teale

Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. ~Carol Bishop Hipps

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot

How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days. ~John Burroughs

Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits. ~Samuel Butler

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been! ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can,
Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge

There is something nearly perfect about finding the sun, the leaves, the tree and the bend in the road at the right place, at the right time; all by accident.

The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

What a pretty scene along this blacktop road that winds around Stephens County's Lake Fuqua.

It was a crisp day in the 50s. It feels like Fall now. It may feel like May next week though, this is Oklahoma.

Often I am driving down this road thinking when I get to the intersection I am almost home. Of course almost home for me, is about 15 miles left to go. But hey, that's country!

I love the leaves but I know soon they will be gone leaving the shell of the trees naked and cold through the winter.

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