When my bf and I were leaving my mother and my granny’s house last weekend, we noticed several leaves that had fallen in the driveway.  Many of these leaves were from two of the four sycamore trees in the yard.  I noticed one particular leaf and was taken by how beautiful it was.  The shape, the color, the stem, the veins – it seemed perfect.  I hadn’t seen a leaf quite this beautiful since I used to play with, make art with, and rake them as a child.  Or maybe I simply hadn’t taken the time to notice them as I got older.  Something that will never change is my love of autumn leaves (and the season in general).  I can attribute the rich colors of leaves (and autumn) to why I love earth tones.  It’s a wonderful, gorgeous time of year.  A sign that things are changing.  All symbolic of the cycle that nature follows every season, every year.  And it brings to mind a favorite standard of mine, “Everything Must Change.”  Take a listen to the late, great Walter Jackson with his breathtaking version of this tune.