As my sister would say, "The wind blew". That is our family code for a change of plans. I didn't intend to be picking up leaves but the wind blew and it was important to save these golden gifts that find their way into my pottery before they took flight to Mexico, or something like that. They'll spend the winter in the deep freeze, waiting to bring life to my trays and plates. Love how the yellow just pops out at you!
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