This is how I will remember Fall 2012 in Paris.
It's been so dark and wet, and the only colors that show through the gray are the gold, yellow and brown from these wet leaves.
It's typically not very windy in Paris and so these perfectly-shaped leaves cling to their trees until they just can't hang on any longer, and then drift to the sidewalk, to rest there for ...well, they're still there.
I enjoy these pops of color; they're my sunshine on these gray and extremely short days...
... as long as I don't slip on them.