Friday Already?

I don’t quite know what to do about time these days. It distorts and changes. Today snuck up on me probably because there was no school on Monday. There was also a warm spell that filled the air with humidity and stillness. I felt transported back a few weeks into summer. Blessedly, a cold front came, and brought with it some rain, so now we are back in fall. I am out on the porch, and the golden leaves are falling. In the shade it is the slightest bit chilly, but if I walked out front in the sun I would probably be a little too warm. It’s the delightful conundrum of early fall.

Everything looks better in a bit of rain, especially fall leaves. The trail is plastered with the lemon yellow of black birch leaves. The crowded bunches of spindly striped maples are a luminescent pale yellow-green. There are sugar maples that turn such a peachy orange that I can’t compare it to anything else. Maybe it’s salmon? Coral? And the ferns are now past their pale yellow stage, a pale pumpkin color heading into copper. The whole forest glows with all this yellow and orange yet green is dominant if you look around. But not for long.