When I have my own house, I will be sure to have deciduous trees somewhere on the property. They're worth the mess the leaves will leave for me to clean up come fall when they fall. I must have the reds, the oranges, the golds, the yellows. So beautiful.

I was asked this morning if I just colored my hair. It occurred to me that if deciduous referred to the changing color of leaves, and not also the shedding of the leaves from the trees, I could describe my hair as deciduous. It's gone from magenta to a mahogany in three weeks, changing colors daily... losing more and more red, turning brown and orange. And in the spring, I will probably get it lightened even more.

Deciduous hair.