of fall leaves and jaded Vermonters…

Say the word “Peak” in Vermont and tourists hurry to snap their pictures, eager to capture that moment of splendor when the leaves are at their zenith, their pinnacle of color. Vermonters know one good wind and a bit of rain will bring all that color raining to the ground.

Jaded? Nah, we’d choose the word “realistic.” We know what the trees know… winter is not far off.

Here are the brief colors of the woods this past week. I hope you enjoy these photos taken with my simple camera. That is to say, my cell phone.

even Sarah’s little bonzai tree knows what time of year it is…

this photo was snapped four days ago…

…and this is what it looks like today.

And, see? Here are the woods around my home now. Bare limbs and dull colors. Ah, time to start the fire in the wood stove and curl up with a good book…

Being not a bit shy, I’d like to invite you to my other blog: http://letterstorosa.wordpress.com. There you’ll find stories about my rural family written in the form of letters to my Great-gram, Rosa Blair.

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6 thoughts on “of fall leaves and jaded Vermonters…

  1. I really like the close-up shot of the leaves! It would make a nice painting! 🙂

    • Thanks Denise- amazing what this little phone camera can do. Feel free to paint the leaves if you want- just make sure you show us when done!

      • Denise

        I’m working on a picture of my dog, but I’d like to do your leaves if I could. 🙂 Could you email me the picture so I could really see the colors?

  2. Teresa Cleveland Wendel

    You have a patch of woods nearby? Lucky you!! Are there trails? Is it safe to explore?

    • I live in the foothils of Vermont’s highest peak – buried in the woods, way above the snowline. Yes, it’s safe to hike and explore here – we have 16 acres of rough, completed undevelopable land – beautiful land with acres of rock walls, maple, beach and black cherry and… black bears, which are only nasty in the spring and fall or if they have cubs. So far, our dogs keep them from venturing too close.
      So now you know, T’resa, that when I say I squirrel myself away, I really mean just that!

      • Teresa Cleveland Wendel

        What a gorgeous setting–and a great place for kids to grow up.

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