It’s so beautiful here in October, I confess it’s exceedingly hard to sit down at the computer and tear myself away from the array of glorious scenes right outside my windows. Ohio has a bit of mercy on her inhabitants and before the winter winds begin to blast in earnest, before the skies turn a leaden gray for months on end, there is a brief interlude of grace given to we mere northern mortals. Ah, and so we’re lulled into thinking these crystal clear bright days and sapphire blue skies will last, but those of us who’ve experience weathering her fierce winters are not so easily fooled!
The gorgeous old Sycamore that helps break the winds that come down from Canada with a vengeance. They’re called “Noreasters” and not for the faint of heart. One of the fellows who cleared this land when we built the house had almost a wrestling match with me over this tree in particular. “Oh, it’s just a common thing, let me clear this hill off for you lady!” and I stood in front of the beautiful red-leaved thing and despite the head-shaking disgust of our bulldozer driver, managed to keep this grand companion who has been a blessing every season since then.
One of my favorite views is from the upstairs back window, this tree has paid me back liberally for those efforts, faithfully putting on a show to reward for that small kindness.
The view from the top of the hill facing north, again, looking toward Canada, our road down into the peaceful valley where Foxglove Farm is situated.
What a beautiful show we’ve had this autumn, some of the gorgeous old maples on our road.
And we can’t neglect to mention the Oak trees for they too are spectacular this year!
Oh, but the Sugar Maples, the trees of my childhood, the most wonderful colors of all.
Another view of our picturesque valley.
Agatha’s been spinning in circles trying to keep the cleanup crew on task. They do leave a lot to be desired in the way of focus and keeping paws firmly on the job at hand!
We’ve all been enjoying the leaves this year, some little people seem to get confused as to how to get all those leaves in ONE spot!
I hope this finds you and your own two and four-footed companions enjoying your most beautiful fall ever, don’t forget to find a roadside stand and get some fresh cider and a few powdered donuts to celebrate the beauty of the season. I’ll share some of the country roads around these parts next post, and Agatha says to tell everyone she’ll be doing her best to get this all raked up in the meantime!
What are your favorite bits that surround the season? Not all of us are witness to such an extravagant display, how do you celebrate in your corner of the world?
terry & agatha