Last weekend, while hiking at Lake Kegonsa State Park, I discovered this golden soybean field bordering the park.
Tag Archives: Autumn
First glimpse of autumn
I saw my first glimpse of autumn while out hiking today: a maple tree, that decided it was time to start changing color.
Green still hanging on
Despite the fact that the majority of trees in my neighborhood have turned colors and lost their leaves, the maple in my backyard is still hanging on to most of its green color.
Peak colors at Governor Dodge
I took a day trip to Governor Dodge State Park the other day, where the autumn colors seemed to be at their peak.
Dancing prairie grass
On a recent hike at Cherokee Marsh, I came across a view that rivals traditional autumn color scenes.
The prairie grass, back lit by the sun, and moving from the afternoon’s strong breeze, seemed to be dancing in the spot light. Made me wish I had a video camera.
Eager for autumn
I’ve come to realize that the ash tree in front of my house is always very eager for the fall season, and it expresses its enthusiasm by being the first tree on the block to turn colors in the autumn.
Wooded sunset
Oak tree at dusk
A few days ago I was out hiking late in the afternoon. Heading back to my car as the sun was going down, I passed this bare oak tree. When I looked up, I was struck by the silhouette of its crooked branches against the darkening sky.
Funny how a casual glance up on the way home, can turn into the best sight of the afternoon.
Last farmers’ market of the season
Yesterday was the last (outdoor) farmers’ market of the season. It was such a nice day, I couldn’t pass up the chance to pick up some good food.
When I saw these jam jars beautifully backlit by the morning sun, I was immediately glad I had my camera with me.
Carpet of leaves
Almost all of the leaves are down from the trees in my yard. That’s always kind of a depressing moment for me. With the leaves down, that means the hours of daylight are getting less and less everyday.
While I do love autumn, and enjoy the experience of the four seasons here in Wisconsin, the ever encroaching “season of darkness” is my least favorite time of the year.