The Melancholy Season

November is deeply beautiful in a melancholy way. I love the fall
colors, even the fading ones, and the newly bared trees. They are so
beautiful it makes my heart hurt.

I took these in Hamilton. Now we are home, but leaving Thursday
morning for upstate New York to attend an opening at Westcott Gallery
that contains six of my paintings. While we are there, we will
celebrate a sort of thanksgiving and visit with various family
members, friends and bloggers. We'll be back again next Monday.

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Wordless Wednesday

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Wordless Wednesday

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Thinking ahead

I did not take this picture, it is from the bulb catalogue.

Let me explain.

I rode my bike to the dentist. (OUCH! ;-( )

Then I rode my bike to the nursery and bought some bulbs. Biker buddy dug while I pointed. We planted 4 daffydowndillies (big ones), 4 early red tulips, 4 late red tulips, 8 snowdrops. 10 grape hyacinths and 20 Wolf's bane or winter aconite. Dunno why it's called wolf's bane but I hope to look it up. If I find out, I will let you know.

I'm very excited and looking about 5 months ahead 'til all the new flowers start coming into bloom. YAY! Also repotted my geranimum form the outdoor planter into a pot and brought it in and planted 3 ivy's in a long planter for the stairway window, yay!

Sidewalk Saturday: signs of fall

Signs of fall on the city sidewalks.

I have too many blogs. I am resolved to simplify my life by consolidating my various blogs. Now that we have labels on the blogs, you can recreate the original blog by clicking on the label for that Blog. This post is a new post, but I would have posted it to The Invisible Trail. However, that is one of the blogs that will be subsumed into No Polar Coordinates as I have time to do so, so I am going to post its posts here starting now, if I ever have time. One by one, if and when I have time, I will move my old posts to No Polar Coordinates.

I like the name and concept of The Invisible Trail, and I hate to lose it, but my life is so overwhelmingly overstuffed that I just can't do all those blogs and no one reads them anyway.

The Equinox (Leaf)

For the equinox, we went up to Indian Springs and took the longish hike up to Timberland Lake, which is a bog, in hopes of seeing the early bog fall colors, the brilliant reds or red and silver maple and all the gold of the tamaracks, but we were too late! The bog was naked. All the leaves and needles had already fallen. (Click image to view larger.) We also went to the conservatory Saturday. And yesterday watched a preying mantis catch a beetle.