The Last of the Leaves

I forget how pretty the windows are on the garage doors.  Recently, at a zoning hearing the woman in charge, who had apparently visited our property, commented on the beauty of the windows.  I take these windows for granted, but I saw them anew after her comments.  So the other day, while backing down the driveway, I saw this scene, with the beautiful fall colors and stopped the car to take this photograph of the colors and of the windows.