Another American Adventure: more Autumn photos

Thursday, October 13, 2011

more Autumn photos

It's still surprisingly warm here (60s), but the color change is happening anyway. Some more photos from the park this morning.

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Sally ClayOctober 14, 2011 at 2:43 AM
I sure miss autumn in the Northeast, although it's cool enough in Florida to sit out on the porch.
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beth cioffolettiOctober 14, 2011 at 10:30 AM
Well, that's good! Jubilee and I are headed back to FL on Monday. I think I'm leaving a bit too early because there are still so many leaves to change and it hasn't gotten cold yet -- but I guess it's going to change all at once this year.
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"In those first days, people said, a squirrel could run the long length of Pennsylvania without ever touching the ground. In those first days, the woods were white oak and chestnut, hickory, maple, sycamore, walnut, wild ash, wild plum, and white pine. The pine grew on the ridgetops where the mountains' lumpy spines stuck up and their skin was thinnest.

"The wilderness was uncanny, unknown. Benjamin Franklin had already invented his stove in Philadelphia by 1753, and Thomas Jefferson was a schoolboy in Virginia; French soldiers had been living in forts along Lake Erie for two generations. But west of the Alleghenies in western Pennsylvania, there was not even a settlement, not even a cabin. No Indians lived there, or even near there.

"Wild grapevines tangled the treetops and shut out the sun. Few songbirds lived in the deep woods. Bright Carolina parakeets - red, green, and yellow - nested in the dark forest. There were ravens then, too. Woodpeckers rattled the big trees' trunks, ruffed grouse whirred their tail feathers in the fall, and every long once in a while a nervous gang of empty-headed turkeys came hustling and kicking through the leaves - but no one heard any of this, no one at all."

Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.