By Dr. Bruce Smith —— Bio and Archives--October 30, 2023
It has been a quiet week along the old National Road here in the Heartland. It was the peak of color for this year. It recently looked like it might be a rather unremarkable leaf season, but after the sugar maples went to yellow-orange-red the ridge lines came alive with the bright yellows of the tulip poplars and hickories. By Wednesday there were more turning trees than green ones. On Friday morning only the pines and junipers and cedars were still all green.
Saturday was glorious. We went out just at first light to go to breakfast at a little diner right on the National Road, something we don’t do often. Afterward we went north just a few miles to look at a splendid herd of dairy cows happy on their rich green pasture. On the way back we went past a waterfall and a scarlet covered bridge tucked in among glowing golden leaves. Our trip made for a late lunch at home, then pleasant work in the afternoon in anticipation of the cold coming early next week. The wind kicked up here and there and the leaf blower helped clear fallen leaves that would make little runoff dams along the driveway.
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By Barbi on 2023 10 31
Such a nice description of the changing season this year. Week before last we had rather crisp days, but I was grateful to still be able to open up the windows. I knew all too quickly we would lose that opportunity. We had an absolutely wonderful fall here! And then there is that one storm that comes along. Any leaf that was still hanging on has met its demise. Getting ready in the fall always reminds me of the old cartoons where you can see the winds blowing and the mice are scurrying to get prepared for their indoor winter. Certain music always brings that to mind. Your description reminds me of that sense of urgency to get everything done and ready so you can finally sit back and enjoy being cozy in the fresh fallen snow. I love this time of year! Thank you for your description of the colored leaves and the birds. Your words always put me right into the scene as if I was touching and smelling each sentence.
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