Loving Fall Time

Last week I pulled into our condo parking lot behind our house. As I made the corner to a spot I stared in amazement at the large beautiful tree that stood fifteen yards away. It seemed to have every color of the fall spectrum in it and I was particularly suprised that it still had so many leaves on it considering most leaves in the neighborhood had already fallen. Green was still vividly shown on the inner branches. The outside had the brightest colors of pink, orange, and yellow. There was even a touch of brown lining the top where the cold had left its mark. As the sun set the light was particularly dramatic on this tree, and I sat in my car starring listening to music thinking what a remarkable image I was taking in.

Just then a grey something hanging from the medal fence that was ten feet in front of me caught my attention. There is a small gated area for pet owners to take their animals to do their business. The grey bag hung there clinging to something. The shape quickly revealed the curves of a huge dog turd laying inside. Someone left their giant turd bag hanging on the fence.