Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Hootenanny.



When fall arrives I am always surprised how the long angles of the sun can make everything so crisp and clean and new looking.  It is as if I am staying in a new place.  The sun has ended with its hot burn lighting making everything flat and bright and is pulling out all the soft hues and new gel filters even before the leaves begin to change colors.  That hot orb paints the last of my autumn blossoms with deep lavish colors giving me memorable visions to hold me over during the winter months.  The wind blows billowing clouds back and forth and even sometimes lets them pause long enough to allow some rain to fall.  The musty smells of the forest floor are dry and dusty this week and ground birds are noisily tossing leaves all around looking for the really fat fellows hiding below.   Squirrels chase each other scratching the back of the tree up one side and down the other as their larder must be filled.  The crickets sing, but sort of sorrowfully, as if they know their time is short.  Spiders hang out by my windows and doors trying to sneak their way inside before the cold comes. 


Last night deep in the woods as the fog formed over this river in the photo above, I heard the owls singing their autumn song.  I have my own front row seat to the regularly held Autumn Hootenanny just outside my bedroom windows as Halloween approaches.

13 comments:

Jenny Woolf said...

I simply love that sky, it is full of the feeling of windy autumn

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

The clear blue sky makes a beautiful (and handy) point of contrast for colorful autumn foliage photos. The light it usually good close to sun-up or sun-down. I always try to take advantage of Nature's fall show.

Brian Miller said...

wow a beautiful picture...love to be on the water...of course i like the fog as well adds an element of mystery...fall does make everything very crisp...

Celia said...

I'd like to walk right into your picture, I love fall.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Sounds like my woods.
Do not have that wonderful water.
Love your new header...

Linda said...

I apologize for not stopping by sooner. I have been in and out of sleep all day. The lady next door moved in with two cats who were out in front of our house meowling at the full moon last night. It's been warm here and I had the window open. Lindsay would not stop barking at the cats, so I closed the window and tried to sleep. I keep dozing off and waking up to more cats meowling and Lindsay barking and forgetting what I'm doing. I have been asleep for the past few hours.
I love the owls serenading you. How wonderful is that? It's way better than meowling cats and barking Lindsay dogs. The spiders around here keep making webs around my doors so I have difficulty exiting the house this time of year without disturbing them. Squirrels run back and forth across my roof in little pitter patter steps. The chickadees call in the mornings and the crickets are fading into the night. The nights here are much colder and longer. I am happy I woke up again to share your posts, Tabor.

Dave said...

This is a well written piece Tabor. Nice reading - Dave

Dave King said...

A superb post. You thoroughly whet our appetite for Halloween. Bring it on!

SueAnn said...

So beautiful!! What a wonderful journey you have taken me on!
Thanks and hugs
SueAnn

TheBluntBlogger said...

i so agree with you on the crisp and clear look in the sky...its such a bliss...

very beautiful photograph..

kerrdelune said...

Tabor, it sounds heavenly - I wish I was there with you at the fine autumn hootenanny

Robert V. Sobczak said...

I like fall myself, although it's a different flavor down here in Florida. We are relieved when summer finally ends, even if it isn't as cool as up north.

Angie said...

Oh God, how simply riveting is that photo!!!! Just beautiful---and don't you just adore hearing the owls calling at night...*sigh* You are such a dear friend to leave me such lovely comments, and I treasure our 'friendship'. Hugs. Angie