So murky and tempestuous was the weather that I almost despaired of getting any fall-color photos. But finally, one Thursday afternoon, the rain stopped long enough for a walk to the park.
There I saw mushrooms growing under oak trees:
A charmingly haphazard arrangement of oak leaves caught in a fence:
The last of the asters, shivering in the wind:
Straggly coneflowers daring to bloom in the cold:
Maple leaves blown sideways by the icy blast:
Burning bush living up to its name:
A tree caught in the act of changing:
Another in full autumn dress:
At last! Some of the colour my soul had been craving:
Small white asters still blooming next to the lake:
And, on the way home, rivers of gold in the gutter:
I'm glad I caught a bit of fall colour after all.
Sunday Walk
A few days later, on a drizzly Sunday afternoon, I walked to the prairie restoration project. Along the way, the marshy lake-around-the-corner floated a living carpet of wild geese. Here are just a few of them:
A trail through trees is always fascinating:
No living flowers were spotted on this walk, but I saw plenty of interesting dried ones:
The prairie grasses are lovely in autumn, but very hard to photograph (especially on a windy day). I love the delicate seeds of this variety:
Also spotted were several flavours of chocolate-colored leaves, and a feather in the grass:
Tawny grasses, nearly-bare tree, and winding green path under a leaden sky:
More wild geese on a pond, with a hint of autumn colour behind them:
Autumn is beautiful no matter what the colour of the sky, but oh, how we were longing for sunshine....
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Thursday Ride
Finally, after all the weeks of November-like gloom and damp, October finally woke up and started behaving itself. The first chance I got, I headed out on the bike for some icy-fresh autumn air and sunshine.
Birch trees sported lime-green leaves, and oaks were shining bronze, under the brilliant blue sky:
A leaf lay on the road next to my wheel:
Another oak blushed rosy-red:
"Up the hill to look for treasure," I replied.
I found it, too. Golden sunshine:
Ruby leaves:
And sapphire water under turquoise skies:
A glorious autumn ride.
Sunday Ride
A few days later, the sun still shone, though the wind was fiercely cold.
Here's Iris the bike resting against the bridge at one of my favourite photo spots:
Iris and I passed gates propped hospitably open into a drying cornfield:
Then rounded a curve...
...to see a flock of turkeys sitting in the middle of the road ahead. Of course by the time I got my camera out they were scurrying for the woods:
Racing my shadow along the edge of a marsh:
One last photo, of larch trees turning pale at the thought of winter to come:
The cycling season is winding down. I don't know how many more rides the year holds, but I hope they're all as beautiful as the last few have been. (And I hope the October weather continues sunny!)
How's October treating you?
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