Monday, October 16

Tis the first really feels like fall morning coffee muses.

There is a strong north wind making the trees dance. The temperature on the front porch is 65°. The sky to the north and west is crystal blue with just wispy clouds to the south and east. It’s the first real fall morning of the season. Even sitting in the sun feels really, really good.

I decided to walk out to the back corner and take my morning shots from there.

Looking up the property line into the wind. I was feeling the chill at this point.

The cleared area to the far left is our back corner. The rest of the shot is the woods I photograph most days…

Looking across the face of the woods. Every tree to the right of the thick growth I’ve planted as one to three foot tall seedlings over the past quarter century.

Thinking about these trees you see here really makes me appreciate my grandfather’s accomplishment in Orchard at the place I grew up visiting… it was covered with trees of about the same age as these, maybe a decade or so more growth… when he sold the place in the early ’70’s.