They decorated the trees and the ground below their feet with flowers the shades of crimson, gold and ocher. Ribbons in the shades of plum, teal and the midnight sky hung from the reaching branches above. The last of the season’s fireflies twinkled along the path as the sun slowly set in the distance. The first note of a violin was strummed and the autumn bride and groom slowly moved towards their newly joined fate. From An Autumn with Isidore.