Most of the fiery maples are gone now. Poplar and Ash. But the later oaks and shrubs are coming into an unusual display of deep and misty hues. I kept saying to myself, I’ve taken enough of these pictures. Enough! But just today on a brief trip to North Yarmouth, I was simply amazed – arrested – stopped in my tracks. Out comes the iPhone and through the windshield again (a few water spots notwithstanding) as I drove home I found these scenes that I shall always remember as the brightest spot in an otherwise dreary afternoon. Within a mile of the house mists were settling into the woods and the colors were softened and deepened in the fading light. I hope you enjoy them. JH
Just love these. Can hear leaves crunching underfoot. Can imagine the roadside fallen floating through the air as a car passes by. One could never get enough of such beauty.