As if to compensate for the fading leaves, our late October skies exploded with color. Morning temperatures drew gauzy mists up from the lakes or created fog banks hunkering over the shore.
The sky became a brilliant contrasting backdrop to the mist and fog, as the sun rolled up over the blue Camden hills.
We have an unobstructed view of sunrise, but being on the southeast side of a ridge, do not see the sun drop under the horizon at sunset. No matter. We get a show just the same. As the old day heads toward nightfall, colors so extreme as to best be described as lurid or garish light up the western, then southern, then eastern skies. Honestly, this photo looks muted in comparison to the real thing.
October’s variable weather, golden light, and temperature inversions contribute to these remarkable bookends on the day.
Typical for this time of year, the weather has been fickle–summery one day, scudding clouds and rain the next, followed by a bit of frost and wintry air.
The poor honey bees do not know whether to hunker down or get out and forage.
There are still a few lingering flowers, but the bees go quickly from one to another, finding little on offer.
Some are still bringing in pollen, however. I fed them sugar water for a few weeks to help them shore up their winter honey supply. I likely will slip in a fondant patty in a week or two, strap the hive down, build a straw-bale windbreak, and the bees will be on their own until early spring.
Whether it is due to the bees’ pollination, the summer drought, or something else altogether, the fall berries are especially abundant this year.
The milkweed is bursting out of its pods.
The geese are migrating so high overhead that we can hear them well before they become visible.
All kinds of mushrooms are springing up in the lawn after it rains, making me paranoid that Capp will eat some (he eats everything), vomit profusely, twitch a little, and promptly die.
We continue to put the gardens to bed, and ready the orchard for winter.
I am absurdly proud of my little orchard nursery. All of the apple grafts that I clumsily attempted at the spring grafting workshop were successful and grew into impressive little apple trees.
Next spring we will replant them in various places on the property. We will have more area cleared and ready for fruit trees, flowering shrubs, another vegetable bed, and a sitting area with some scattered perennial and annual flowers.
Thanks to George’s hard work, the fence is almost finished. It looks like arms enfolding our garden and orchard.
We still need to do some post leveling, attach the screen, and hang the gates. Once the fence is done, we will start looking for another dog to keep Capp company.
It has been a busy fall, tempered and bounded by very bad and very good news from loved ones. Grief, happiness, and change all mixed up together. Bring on winter.