Cottonwood trees crackle and infuse dusty leafiness into the air as you run past.
Prairie grassland pop with purple asters and goldenrod, next to the dancing lake.
Autumn north winds whisk the water into liquid bouncing gray-greenness.
Waves topped with diamonds splashing off the peak and fall down to do it again.
City autumn has the same reds and golds as other places, but has attitude.



