Yesterday I attended my grand-daughter’s birthday party in Millbury, MA, and, as a supplementary blessing, witnessed the autumn colors at their finest. I first noticed the trees on my drive up the highway in the morning. The early light made the leaves shine, and I saw many yards and fields simply glowing with color. At Kaylee’s soccer game (which many in the family attended before the party), I enjoyed the radiant look of the trees surrounding the field as much as I did the game itself. The little players seemed surrounded by the red and orange intensity of the trees. It was as though the kids were on a stage with the luminous trees as background scenery. When the happy party was over, I drove home by some remote back-roads, and I’m glad I did, because the late sunlight lit up the autumn trees like flares. I actually stopped several times to stare in astonishment at a tree and snap a few pictures. I rode joyfully along, feeling like I was driving down avenues lined with flags flying just for me.