Outside, on my window, I hear rain drops. I wonder if that means we’re done for this year… weather-wise, I mean. We’ve had a phenomenal October so far, and are almost at the end of it. Crisp, deep blue skies for the explosion of colorfully turning foliage to silhouette spectacularly against, and the kind of exhilarating air clarity we haven’t felt or smelled for months. And, so many living things have turned some kind of yellow. Or brown. (Which, I guess, technically IS yellow, only at the lower end of the value scale.)
Our mornings have been wrapped in deep, dense fog – the kind of fog that makes you feel like you’re living in a dream world, where softness abounds and contours fade. Only the sound of gravel crunching underneath your feet, is distinct enough to snap your sleepy morning mind back into reality. The fog makes discerning shapes difficult, but they emerge stronger as you move closer. The colors too, brighten. But still, as yellows go, they are subtle and sweet, as the fading Asparagus foliage you see here.
The harsh, all-consuming glare of high summer has faded, and some garden fare, like Rudbeckia angustifolia command center stage. It was even more foggy when I snapped the photo below, but you wouldn’t know it… It could have stayed foggy all day long for all I care – this intense, earthbound sunshine burned through the murkiness faster than the actual sun did. Why some folks don’t like yellow in their gardens, I never quite understood. These Helianthemums, positioned against the purple berries of a Callicarpa and flanked by that bright green, dramatic Cardoon, put some bounce in my step. Sadly, my own garden is far too shady for these mid-autumn marvels. Today’s shots are from the gardens at Joy Creek, where, as you can imagine, I enjoy them tremendously. What makes you happy this time of year?