The Last of the Leaves

I have one lone tree out my window that still has Fall leaves. They won't last. The weather is changing and it was in the 20s last night. All of the leaves will soon be dropping to the ground. This is the hillside that starts about ten feet from the foundation of our house. It is the pre-historic bench or beach of the huge Lake Bonneville that filled all these Utah valleys thousands of years ago. It consists of huge pile of dirt and rocks but the trees grow very well and when the leaves fall, we can see the houses perched above us on the level part of the bench. I will miss the cheerful color of this small tree, but I will soon see new leaves in the Spring.