This evening the crows gathered, with the moon almost full.
The weather has been warm, not typical November weather. I love the feel and smell of autumn, so I’m happy with this warm sunny spell.
The crows put me in mind of The Dark is Rising (Susan Cooper). Crows as harbingers. There is a sense of stillness, of waiting.
Again my life is filled with a series of ER and doctor visits. The most recent was for my mother’s fall. Life is such a mixture of beauty and pain.
More photos! Last night we received about 10 inches of heavy, wet snow. Because the leaves are still on most of the trees, the weight brought down tree limbs. There were a couple of large tree limbs (one oak, one maple) that hit the roof, with many smaller limbs down all around. Brave husband climbed up on the roofs to remove the limbs, while I handed up saws, etc.
Below is my hand, as I cleared snow off the yew. You can see how deep the snow is.
A photo shot skyward at the snow on the maple leaves. With the sun shining on it, the snow has been melting quickly. See the birds in the upper right corner?
The last time we experienced a winter storm here in October was in the 1980’s. We were without power for days, melting snow for water and cooking on the wood stove. So far we have not lost power with this storm, though the lights flickered a few times.
So, what does Mother Nature have in store for us next?
Many of the leaves on the trees have not yet turned color and fallen, yet last evening was our first snow of the season. The photos below were taken around my home and studio in the early morning light.
The echinacea plants are wearing tall, snowy caps.
The yew bushes simply bend.
A view from my studio window. Snow was sifting down in the early sunshine, giving the air a dreamy quality.
A few minutes later, the sky was intensely blue.
Now, in the early afternoon, the snow is melting away.
Transitory pleasures, but certain to be repeated. This is just the beginning!
It has begun.
Flowers go to seed,
and autumn flowers blossom.
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature— the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” ~Rachel Carson
This morning I discovered the above quote on WordPress friend Robin’s lovely blog, which expresses exactly how I feel this morning, as I regain strength. Robin’s fabulous Green Man post is currently featured on Freshly Pressed. Please visit it to see her photography.
And last but not least, a blessing from a friend: this morning Sharon sent me this photo she took in the Berkshire countryside yesterday.
Photo by Sharon Lips
Check out the Seussian-looking fire tower on the hill!
Hover your cursor over the photos to see place names and elevations.
The weather today was sunny and 82 degrees, but because of breezes and low humidity, it did not feel hot.
The cottage in western North Carolina ~
Trillium photo I took today in the Pisgah Forest ~
Today as I hiked the forest trail, the only sound was birdsong and the rush of water in small falls and rivulets down the mountainside. The new green of Spring glowed in the treetops, and tiny yellow, purple, and white blossoms opened in cracks and crevices, by stumps and rocks.
Huge old-growth trees towered overhead.
I sensed that inner expansiveness that arrives when I am reminded of my place as part of a wider, wilder world.