RED

Sunday, October 28, 2012.  Red leaves gently harbor a stray brown, welcoming it into a soft embrace.  This is a red that Vreeland probably appreciated at one time or another.  Singular, occurring just this once, in this shade and sheen.  It might repeat itself year after year, but not in its entirety.  It is a standout, this little tree, hardly more than a bush, but radiant in its brashness.