old goldenrod

Last night, I came home from a hike in Virginia's Westmoreland State Park with a red oak leaf I was dying to display in the windowsill. It wasn't particularly colorful, but it was BIG and it was dramatic, but when I went to find it tonight, I couldn't find it. Instead, here's a tiny "jug" with a piece of dried goldenrod in it that has been sitting around my kitchen for a couple of weeks. It's still pretty, and I loved it at the time I picked it, but I'm still wishing I could find that red oak leaf!

P.S. Sorry the photo is out of focus. I'm too tired to enlist the help of my tripod.