Wednesday, November 29, 2017

A Long Season

This golden time of year has been gentle and ever so slow in our woods.  I usually blink and we go from brilliance to gray silhouettes and bruising cold winds.  We patiently wait for a winter snow that comes late and sometimes lasts only a day or two.



But this November is transitioning into an "Indian Summer" as December slides on in.  The earliest source of the expression according to the ubiquitous Wikipedia is from an essay written in the United States in the late 1770's, perhaps based on a Native American description of a warmer than usual hunting season.  With the warming of the planet, these Indian Summers will be even more common.  The angle of the sun turns the water that unusual turquoise blue that is most often seen in the high mountain lakes of Canada rather than the rivers of the Mid-Atlantic.  The green algae have sunk to the bottom and the sunlight filters pure.


Not many birds come to the feeders as the weather is warm and they need fewer calories.  I count birds for Cornell and my numbers are going to be small this fall.

I harvest an abundance of persimmons as I watch the oak leaves sail like golden-brown kites across the yard and glide to my feet.


The lawn has been covered in outdoor carpeting and I like it that way.  The first to arrive were the red maple leaves.


This was followed in a week or two by the leathery oak leaves creating a brown carpet in the backyard hiding the path to the dock under a crunchy sound alarm, making it impossible to sneak up on the waterfowl for photos.


No complaints on my part.  All is well in the season of autumn.  I can be patient.

6 comments:

Linda Reeder said...

AH. Lovely. This post just reminded me that I need to practice patience.
Our autumn lingered long this year too. We still have a bit of color, as the cottonwoods were especially golden and held on to their leaves unusually late, but we are now approaching the bare tree stage. However, we still have all of the evergreens standing out against our gray skies.

Marie Smith said...

A poetic post with amazing photos! Happy Wednesday, Tabor.

Celia said...

Autumn is dragging its feet here in Eastern Washington too. Lovely, warm and the leaves are hanging on to their perches. The downside is we still have some smoldering wildfires waiting for the rains and snow to begin and wash them out.

messymimi said...

It's beautiful, that is certain!

The Furry Gnome said...

It's been a long slow late fall here too.

Red said...

I like your description of fall. Our leaves have been gone for two months and are well covered with snow.