The days I don't play v-ball I am attempting to get out for a good walk/hike. Today I timed it just right and arrived home just as a hard rain arrived. There's veggie chilli in the crockpot and nice soft olive ciabatta buns to go with it. A good day.
At first I noticed there wasn't a lot of colour in the woods today - but then as I looked more closely I found there is still some vibrant colour and beauty, even in November.
No one can sneak up on me today - the crispy crunchy leaves will give them away! (I also carry a heavy stick in case of attack!)
Lots of leaves down but still more hanging on in the trees.
Someone has been a busy beaver!
I'm all keyed up!
This large fungus projected out from a tree over my head like a streetlight.
Still some bursts of bight yellow here and there.
This short segment of the trail winds behind some houses whose occupants have imposed a little civility on the nearby forest.
An angel playing the ever popular wind chimes harp.
A bit of colour.
Milk pod explosion!
While not overly colourful, the shapes of nature in autumn have their own fragile beauty.
A spanish dancer :)
Berries for the winter birds.
I briefly saw a white-tailed buck - he had an impressive set of antlers but mostly showed me his white tail bobbing along a trail. I tried to catch up but lost him in a thicket. He never made a sound.