Perhaps it was the much dryer than normal year, until October, that produced an abundance of brightly colored leaves. During the morning walks my neighbor and I have marveled at how intensely beautiful autumn has been this year. The native deciduous trees in this area don’t have the gorgeous bright palette of New England woodlands, instead their leaves are mostly yellows, with some bronze, muted greens and occasional splashes of red, copper and burgundy, but this year they have been putting on a lovely show.
Looking up the hill at the Friends Church from just beyond our property as I meet my neighbor and her dog.
We walk up the main road to the next block above the church,
Then turn right onto the lane that winds diagonally along the ridge,
Along the wide hedge of wild blackberry brambles
Into the tunnel of trees
Steadily up to the sharp corner turning to the short, steep climb near the crest of the ridge
Where the lane passes houses tucked along the way.
The southwest corner where the ridge road connects back to the main road is this large field. The patch of yellow in the center catches our attention. What yellow flowers, which looked quite like daffodils from this distance, were blooming at this season?