Dear Liza,
Our weather has turned wet and chilly here in Portland, just like it’s supposed to. The oaks, maples, and chestnuts are flamboyantly colorful while preparing to discard all their worldly goods and head for a well-deserved rest.
Heading out for a walk the other day, the gorgeous-ness hit me before I even reached the park! The pedestrian crossing sign fit right in with the bright leaves.
The paths through the park were shiny from the morning’s rain, and leaves were making little drifts around the trees. Our park ferns are hardy souls, and don’t disappear until we get a freeze.
The oaks by Firwood Lake got to be beautiful twice!
When the afternoon sun hits a curtain of leaves, they are backlit like stained glass windows, and it just blows me away.
Walking back through the neighborhood, we saw some stubborn zinnias who are trying to ignore Fall altogether,
and this tiny tableau of succulents, lichen and leaves under a log.
Getting all snuggled down for a nice long Winter. Enjoy!
Love,
Grandma Judy
