I immigrated to Los Angeles from Paris over 20 years ago, and while I miss the City of Lights, the City of Angels continues to surprise and amaze me. Case in point: fall foliage in this season-less urban jungle...in December. While exploring Descanso Gardens, a breathtakingly serene oasis on the outskirts of L.A. in La Cañada Flintridge, I came upon this very small pond, surrounded by trees whose luminous leaves shown in the late afternoon sun as a ray of sun pierced through their delicate frames. The lighting was peaceful and perfect. The orange and gold leaves that floated in the water looked like the speckled strokes of an artist. And the bending arc of the bare branches seemed to graze the top of the water like fingertips. There were a few ducks walking near me by the pond and I wanted to photograph this scenery from their angle, so I bent down as far as possible. If you look closely, you'll see an empty table and bench in the center of the image; testimony to the one thing that can keep us away from the beauty of nature itself: a devastating pandemic.