Over the next week I would like to post as many solo autumn leaves as possible. I’m 27 and still shocked by a pretty leaf laying on the pavement. My favorite are the almost fuchsia red leafs. I’ve seen that color diluted into my signature shimmering raspberry lipgloss and flamboyant floral patterns. I realize that bright bright saturations of color are not products of competitive advertisement. Then King Solomon in all his glory flouncces past. And lastly I imagine God laughing at man’s vanity but pleased with our imitations however pithy.