We don’t get four seasons. We get three. Summer — hot, sticky, and buggy, but at least it’s warm. Okay, a lot of humidity, but you have to take the good with the bad.
I had been hoping we’d more Autumn, and we did. It was short — just about a week — but glorious for that week. Which is good because it’s only the first week in November and they are predicting snow. I don’t think we’ll get any here, but it would not be a surprise. I can remember many years when it snowed before Thanksgiving and stayed snowy until Summer showed up.
Sometimes we get a second Autumn in November that lasts until after Christmas. Last year, it lasted until March, at which point we had three blizzards in a row. The snow hung around until the trees began to bloom after which we got two months of heavy rains and wind. No climate change here!
Last week it was pretty warm, but right now, it’s cold. Very cold.
House in summer
Summer by the Blackstone
Autumn by the river and canal
Now those are Autumn specials! – Photo: Garry Armstrong
Photo: Garry Armstrong –Winter at home
Junco atop the Toad
No pictures of spring because that’s a season we don’t really get. It’s winter, then summer. We always HOPE for spring, though. Even though we know it isn’t happening, we figure maybe one year it will.
You never know, right?
It’s just not the same in Texas! Please come to New England in October. Clearly, you need the color!
Please note the single red leaf! I was worried they wouldn’t get a REAL autumn.
Our whole world is all texture right now. It’s October. If you can’t take a pretty picture in New England in October, you should definitely take up another hobby 😀
Crunchy on the lawn by the river
I set up pictures for this, but I almost missed the post! But here they are, ready to go!
Autumnal square with wires
Home on the square
I went out to pick up some pita to go with the hummus Marilyn was making. But I asked if it was okay if I borrowed her little Leica. Naturally, she gave it to me.
It was so beautiful out there I couldn’t stop taking pictures until the battery died. I could have put in another battery, but it was getting dark and I’d been gone for hours. Marilyn didn’t even ask where I’d been. She figured I took a camera, so I was taking pictures. So she got to refill the bird feeders, make dinner, clean the deck, figure out what to write and then I’d come home with a couple of hundred pictures. Which she would process.
I pointed out it was her fault. I didn’t take pictures until she stuck a camera in my hands and said “Shoot something. Don’t just stand there.” Who knew I’d get so addicted?
Marilyn knew and she knows I want that Leica. I absolutely assured her I didn’t really want the Leica, just to borrow it. She pointed out that the Leica was her “take everywhere” camera. On the upside, I can see in her eyes a new little camera taking shape. There are just a few other things that need to get done first. Like new gutters, a repaired back door. A camera is not currently on the agenda.
But the Leica is such a pleasure to use.
I took a few pictures.
The first Quaker Meetinghouse, built 1770. It’s at the corner of our road and Route 146A. It has no heating system, so it isn’t used much except for weddings or other events.
Another day at the doctor tomorrow — and I have a ton of paperwork to deal with. Of course, I could skip all the paperwork and just stay with the same healthcare company, but I really should switch.
It’s just too much. Can I retire? Oh, wait. I’m already retired. Can I REALLY retire this time?
Taking an hour for some pictures!
It’s still beautiful, but it is raining. It’s not a huge storm, but it will bring most of the leaves down. They were falling like a brilliantly colored snowstorm yesterday and a day of rain will make a lot of trees rather naked. Not completely, but more than today.
it’s just going to be one of those weeks and I’m sorry. I can’t seem to stop running. I need better running shoes. I need better running FEET.