Fall arrived and I am a happy girl. My favorite season, hands down, our maritime climate allows a lingering fall.
In search of fall color I walked at a local state park, Anderson Lake, one I frequent. It’s quiet. It’s rare to see anyone else while there. Sometimes I really need that.
The autumnal light’s hanging low theses days, casting a calm glow.
It’s a beautiful time of year.
Setting out after 5, I was conscientious of the fading light. I approached the upper loop I usually favor for its huge maples. No light filtered through the trees up there, it was d-a-r-k. I closed my loop on the trail that encompasses the lake for it’s exposure to the sun.
I rather like examining the banks of the lake. Low-hanging trees and water plants provide habitat for many critters. Usually there are herons to watch. I saw none today. I also looked for the parasitic ground cones and Indian Pipe plants but cool nights must have sent them back into the ground from which they came.
Fall color can be spotted in the profusion of rosehips.
Like rubies they glow.
Big Leaf Maples are just starting to brown at the edges. Some of the smaller saplings are more decisive in their change to yellow.
The intersection of the Quimper and Cascade Trail marks some of my favorite specimens. I stand and gawk upwards each time I pass.
With minimal light at this hour, you see just black tracings. Peek at this post for more revealing photos.
Such grand, primeval-looking trees.
The Indian Plum shrubs sport a peppering of yellow leaves.
The Memorial Trail has tunnels of them that glow. Note that due to the waning light I couldn’t capture the true haze of gold I saw.
As more fall gold appears I’ll do my best to share.