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A Fall Walk on a Rainy Evening
A lovely evening for strolling the neighborhood and experimenting with the camera. Anyone else getting out and enjoying the changing colors?
We finally are getting normal October weather here.
Appreciate the walk, Skip…Beautiful!
Very nice! Playing with photography is always fun. You have a good eye.
I live in Texas, though, so we have Fall for exactly 6 days, and it happens some time in November, as long as you live north of San Antonio.
Wow. Just beautiful.
I still have a few flowers here and there.
Kaylett and I were out today, and the landscape is so beautiful. We were complaining about fall being so short. But the colors seem to be deeper and lovelier this year than I remember from before.
If by “enjoying the changing colors” you mean “taking advantage of Texas’ flirtation with cool weather to uproot some weeds”, then yes.
It would be nicer if my hawk either showed himself or gave the other birds license to return.
I’m sensing a theme here regarding Texas.
The vegetation and the succulents (cactus) are still green here in the Sonoran Desert. There are three seasons here: hot, hotter, and cold at night in the winter. We received four inches of snow one year at the house. Perfect snow because it melted within about four hours. Although that’s better than Beverly Hills. The last time they had snow emergency rooms treated hundreds of cases of frostbite to the nose.
Nice pics, looks like Oregon in the Fall.
Gorgeous pictures Skipsul. Today in central Ohio we had rainbow hues also! Latest ever.
Hey, you asked me about changing weather and I answered. :-)
However, I just checked and it looks like Fall is going to be early this year. I’ll have to get out the camera Saturday and Sunday. The leaves will all be down by Monday.
Friday – Sunny, with a high near 63.
Friday Night – Mostly clear, with a low around 37.
Saturday – Sunny, with a high near 64.
Saturday Night – Clear, with a low around 36.
Trust me, that’s bitter weather for us, this time of year. I wonder if my car will start?
This picture is not about the pretty fall we are having, and it is not as clear as I’d like. I took it this summer, and when I got home, I was so amused to see that I had captured the people in front of me also taking pictures of the pretty sunset. It must make the Lord smile to see what we do with our pocket cameras–take pictures of this beautiful world he created! :)
Yeah. We’re supposed to have lows in the mid-70s tonight and tomorrow night. Woot! Woot! January is come early.
Yes, very beautiful.
Toad Hall last week.
Is it really nearly Halloween?
My bees are glad it feels more like August. And the raspberries are so sweet this year!
@skipsul Do you approve these colors ? :)
As mentioned, fall comes later in Texas, and for west Houston, that’s around Thanksgiving. Here are a few from around my neighborhood, on November 24, 2014.
Yaupon Holly:
Crape Myrtle:
Loquat Oak:
Ash:
Red Oak, just starting to turn:
Chinese Tallow:
Steven Heaslip, photographer for the Cape Cod Times, caught this photograph this morning (Wednesday, the 25th), which the Cape Cod Times described thusly on its Facebook page:
The Misses and I checked off a bucket list item a couple weeks ago with a week-long fall-leaf bus tour through New England, including Cape Cod. It was the last scheduled tour of the year (for that tour), and we lucked out on the leaves, getting to catch pre-peak early in the tour, and peak later in the week.
You must have had a wonderful trip.
Our leaves are just starting to turn now. I grew up north of Boston, where the maple trees were the first to turn, after which there was a steady progression from red to yellow to orange and finally brown through the mostly deciduous woods.
In contrast, on Cape Cod where I live now, fall rolls out very slowly. Fall is our “shoulder season,” after the summer tourist season, and it really is the nicest time of year here. Our springs are supercold, and our recompense for enduring the bitingly cold Aprils are our warm Octobers.
We have very few maples throughout most of the Cape. The Cape was deforested so many times in its history that our landscape is covered with oak trees and pitch pines. Both of those trees grow quickly in our sandy soil, which is why they were planted here.
What happens here, in the absence of the first-turning maples throughout the rest of New England, is that our five- to six-foot-tall ash trees that make up the eye-level brush (bracken?) of the woods turn yellow. It looks ethereal to see the yellow band of color running through the pine and oak woods. Then the native high bush blueberry bushes turn bright red. That’s at about the three-foot-tall level. The effect is quite stunning in the woods–a ribbon of light airy yellow running through the woods with a ribbon of red just below it.
The oaks don’t turn brown and drop until Thanksgiving.
It’s very pretty. Of course, fall is pretty everywhere. :)
@marcin Most of the Houston area (250 square miles) is dominated by Live Oaks. Now, I love Live Oaks, especially the 300-yr-old ones, but I have read that 85% of the trees in Houston are Live Oaks. That makes fall pretty boring here, since Live Oaks start dropping their leaves in March, when the new leaves are coming out, and the old leaves just turn brown and fall off. In fact, the other oaks typically just turn brown and fall off, too, with the exceptions of the Red Oak and the Loquat Oak, both of which have been planted in our subdivision, along with Ash and Bradford Pear, which provide splashes of color amid the background of dark green.
I know how you feel about the oaks. :) I feel that way too some days. That said, they are awfully pretty when it snows and the light nutty brown oak leaves are still on the trees (the new leaves in the spring push out the last leaves that didn’t fall over the winter). And in Boston around the medical centers on Longwood Avenue, I’ve seen a few oaks that have been perfectly pruned, fertilized, and watered over the years, and I realize they are quite beautiful. I’m always taken aback by a well-cared-for oak tree! :)
Thanks for the maple tree photos @skipsul; reminds of home. Always loved those trees in the Fall. Well, not the raking leaves part, but everything else.
We will have leaves changing, but not much yet. I know the fall season by that first chilly morning. This morning was in the high 50’s! I love it. Beautiful photos, Skip. Thanks.
.”..Between the mutinous brave burning of the leaves
And winter’s covering of our hearts with his deep snow
We are alone. There are no evening birds. We know
The naked moon, the tame stars circle at our eaves.
It is the human season…”
–A. MacLeish , Immortal Autumn
Thank you for this. I’ve never encountered it. It’s so fine that it wounds and lifts all at once.
Lovely!
I was driving along in my car one morning, and the DJ on our classical music station read this entire poem to us, his listeners. It was also one of my mother’s favorite poems.
With two acres of ‘mature plantings’, we are busy sweeping, raking, burning and composting autumn beauty (trying to appreciate it as we go). Crabapple and lindens are mostly down, sweet gums and oaks in process, maples just beginning, and the infernal sycamores will be throwing down their non-colorful, impossible to compost leaves from now to February.
Oh yes. What a finish. It makes the heart soar into that blue. We were out under it most of the day. The fleeting clouds made the blue bluer :)
Of course I sympathize, but oh how I love their summer bowers.
No fall colors to show, but my husband took this on his way to work early one morning. Testing Christmas lights at Temple Square. They’ve been working on the light displays since August.