Bed Time . . .
The still damp days of October are long gone, as are the bright autumn leaves illuminating the trees. The deep freeze and stiff winds of November have brought down the golden crowns and where rake or leaf blower hasn’t reached there lies a bed of brown oak and others where a few hardy perennial remnants remain nestled in bloom.
One is the bright green of onion grass:
Another is the rich brown of the boletus mushroom:
The overall palette resembles the colors on a Thanksgiving table. Savory to contemplate before the sun makes an early exit.
— rPs 11 30 2019
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