A Bloy and his Blog

I love being able to see the structure of bare trees in the winter time. It’s almost like seeing an x-ray of their bones.

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When I was driving to Minneapolis a couple of weeks ago, I stopped at the rest area along I-94 near Black River Falls, to stretch my legs a bit and check out the trail there that leads to a scenic overlook.

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While I was at Picnic Point last weekend, I came across a section of woods that was completely yellow.

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I went hiking along Picnic Point this afternoon.

The foliage there seemed to be at peak autumn color.

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I saw my first glimpse of autumn while out hiking today: a maple tree, that decided it was time to start changing color.

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One of my favorite things about tall pine trees is the unique sound the wind makes while blowing through them. The clichéd phrase “whispering pines” is very appropriate.

Rainy days bring their own unique beauty to nature. Like these rain drops I discovered hanging from pine tree needles.

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