Birches are the stand-out trees in this preserve. This one looks as if the dunes half-buried it many years ago. And who started piling small birch sticks against another trunk? Why? I added one to the arrangement, for no particular reason.
Wildlife, of course, is not restricted to the trails. These tracks across the sand almost look like tracks in snow.
We had a good, long, wonderful walk through the woods, up and down and around and through, and our timing was perfect, too, because as we were leaving the parking area we could see a huge, dark cloud moving in from the west.
The cloud divided our view in half. To the west were dark cloud-covered skies, while to the east the sky was blue, sun bright, life still colorful.
We got home before the last sunshine disappeared, happy and tired in the pleasantest of ways, our minds turning toward the coziness of dinner in front of the fire on a November evening.
Oh my, what a glorious day! Loved the tracks in the sand and the sticks against the tree and the cloud coming over the distant orchards and the apples and of course that you had such a great weekend with your son!
ReplyDeleteDon't forget those apples, Dawn. Pretty, old-fashioned, stripy ones. Yes, a glorious day!
ReplyDeleteYes: the apples. Are they real? In the northeast, the apples are long gone.
ReplyDeleteNot only real but yummy--can't say "delicious" because that's a different variety.
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