Snow plows at the ready at Boston Logan airport.
I’m rather in denial that it is now December, but I can only ignore the evidence for so long. This weekend, we went to 2 different towns’ tree lighting ceremonies, and tomorrow we go to a local tree farm to get our own tree. There isn’t any snow in the immediate forecast, but it will come. (And really, this reminds me that I should probably scoop up and toss what remains of the pumpkins that are currently rotting on our front porch.)
Still not ready to give up on daily blogging, still not finding time to really write much. Here is a photo of a leaf that caught my eye for looking like a group of 3 distinct leaves. (This was from a few weeks ago, when the grass still looked pretty lively, and while the colorful leaves were plentiful. Now we’ve moved onto the stage of bare trees and dried out brown leaves on the ground.)
Most of the brightly colored leaves have dropped in the last few weeks, but a few trees have stubbornly held on. I had hoped that these little Japanese maples would hold on to their leaves for a few more days to welcome my California guests with a display of New England fall color. However, a heavy rain storm brought most of the remaining leaves down in short order. On the bright side, the fallen blanket of red leaves still looks pretty, as do the sparse remaining leaves clinging to the branches.
Once again, I am without time and energy to enumerate my gratitude. I guess I’ll need to serve up a triple helping tomorrow…
Once again, I am out of time and energy to write. It’s after 11, and I am falling asleep with my hands on the keyboard. I did manage to pick out some photos to share, but I will have to drop (or leave) the gratitude for today. Anyhow, here are some leaves with water drops that caught my eye during my walk with the dog yesterday morning.
It is November once more, and I find myself reminiscing about my daily November blogging of yore. I have much to say, but don’t know whether I will manage to find the time and motivation to say it. However, as with many things in life, if I don’t try, I know I definitely won’t succeed. So, I will start. And I’ll start with a leaf, because fall in New England brings many leaves to my path. (Also to my lawn, my driveway, and my gutters…) This particular leaf was striking in its colorfulness.
I have also been thinking about how I would like to take stock of the many things in my life for which I am thankful, and share them here. I’ll start by saying how thankful I am for the fall, and for living in a place where the fall brings dramatic and dynamic displays of color and light.
Yup, I’m definitely not done with leaves. Here are 3 very different leaves that caught my eye this fall.
This bright leaf found its trip to the ground interrupted by the grating of a large bird cage. I loved the bold sections of contrasting color, and the way the leaf glowed in the sunlight.
While it doesn’t have vibrant colors, I found the curl of this dry leaf to be quite appealing.
This brightly painted leaf was all the more appealing for having landed itself on a swirling canvas of floating algae.
I really can’t promise that this leaf is the last one I’ll post here. Actually, I can more easily promise that this is not the last leaf I’ll post here. This just happens to be the last leaf photo that I’ve taken. (As in the most recent. Definitely not the final leaf photo that I expect to be taking.)
Some leaves just can’t take a hint about when it’s time to make a like a tree and leave.
These are a few photos I took one afternoon last week while the kids played in the woods by our house. The riotous color of October foliage have given way to the muted browns and grays, with occasional splashes of bright leaves.
Unidentified yellow leaf on a thorny green stem.
Stump with lichen and leaves.
Young maple, stubborn leaves.
(It won’t be long before even these scraps of color will give way to white on white.)
collecting tokens 