Yesterday I went for a walk down Mulberry Lane. Yes, it’s a real place. There are large fields on either side of the road surrounded by a variety of trees. Up the hill, toward the golf club, the trees on the hills of Picadilly are starting to fade.
The corn stalks were cut down, presumably in preparation for being tilled into the ground in preparation for next season’s planting. The farmer who owns these fields is a good custodian of the earth – rotating crops, fertilizing and liming as needed.
Across the road the fading is evident in the bushes in the ditches and on the distant hills. It was a cool, damp day yesterday with just a hint of what’s to come.
Above me, a flock of geese were honking and circling the field, probably looking for a place to land and have a snack on their long migration south.
There should be good picking for them.
Still, on the roadside there were bits of bright colour still to be found.
Everywhere I looked the cattails had exploded into balls of cream-coloured fluff.
No doubt due to the ongoing drought, this year’s crop of crab apples isn’t inspiring. These fruits are barely as big as golf balls!
Back in our yard, the Flaming Bush that we grew from a small cutting donated by my cousin Judith has grown into a respectable display of brilliance.
Colours may be fading, but there’s still lots of time to get out and enjoy what mother nature has to offer. Autumn brings cool, crisp days – ideal for a pleasant walk to relax and refresh your mind. Enjoy it all while it lasts!
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