The Watnong cut-leaf maple is a tree of consummate beauty. It is pruned at least two times each year so you can see through it and admire the architecture of its branches, framed by clouds of dark green foliage flushed with ruby.
In October its leaves steadily color to an intense burnt umber and scarlet that dazzles in the sun. Then a day comes when the leaves fall all at once, forming a pool of molten ore under the bare branches.
But I think I loved that tree most of all when its graceful branches were etched under a mantle of fresh-fallen snow.
A small composition of perennials in saturated reds and purple-blue with a dash of yellow drew my attention throughout August and into September.