Sunset finds the hickory tree

Cleaning the gutters, racing the failing light. From my tall ladder perch I turn to gauge how much time I have left, to see the sunset gracing the last tree with leaves. The Shagbark Hickory is the last tree to bring leaves to the banquet of spring in these woods, and the last to surrender them to Autumn.

Energy is low, as is my endurance. Feeling good, though, all in all. Down 9 pounds. Sorry I've been fading before I can browse my subs.