Fall perseveres this year.
Autumn’s typical raucous display of colors is taking a subtle approach this year. The summer drought that robbed backyard gardeners from humongous harvests also stole the glory of the woods. Green leaves turn brown and crunchy and drop to the ground – completely omitting their brilliant presentation of reds, golds, burnt oranges and magentas.
“Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.”
Robert Frost
Slowing down their metabolic processes to conserve energy, many trees just decided to skip the season and go to bed early. This brave little branch of a sugar maple gave it a shot and gifted me with a cheerful brush stroke of color as I passed by.
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