Traffic lights

3.30 pm, the sun was shining and all looked glorious. "I might go to the allotment" I thought. Then when I left work, the rain came pelting down and the world turned grey again. All except for this little beauty of an acer which is doing it's splendid best to cheer the place up with its traffic light foliage.
A night to draw the curtains and put on a film I think.