Took these pictures yesterday on my way back to the office from a meeting. These leaves must have been frozen to the ground when the wet, slushy snow hit. Then the salt went down, the temperature dropped, the air dried, the wind picked up, and the leaves blew away . . . leaving behind their clear outlines on the white-stained sidewalk.
I walked around with white salt powder smudged all over the front of my black coat yesterday, thanks to leaning into the rear of my car to get my briefcase out first thing in the morning. I’d forgotten that aspect of winter. So it was kind of nice to see salt stains on the sidewalk serving as a frame for the autumn we really didn’t have this year. At least there was something artistic about the effect it created. Unlike my coat, which just looked filthy.