Blushing tree

GThe morning sun just shimmered through these leaves.

Not one bit of shame at being so garish!

The sun also gave great blush to the Oak Hydrangia...sporting beautiful ribs.  I took one leaf home, and in an hour it turned dead and crumbled.  This is the last of life of these leaves.

Quote for today:

We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.

Henry David Thoreau

 

Acorns

A huge crop this year.  The old-timers say this means it will be a hard winter.

At least the bears will have plenty to eat and won't have to come to town, or even climb trees.

It was like walking when you come ashore after being on a boat.  The ground kind of rolled beneath your feet as you got used to the ball-bearing feeling of these acorns underfoot.

And of course the maples are beginning to turn as well.

And dogwoods.