It took until the middle of the month before we got October-like temperatures, but the sun holds to a steadier schedule, still rising predictably later each day and setting earlier. In the generous “golden hours”, with light slicing through the shadows from a glow near the horizon, fall colours grow more splendid by the day.
New England Asters, AKA Michaelmas Daisies, are one of the last wildflowers of the season. And when you get down on the ground to admire their colours against the sky, you sometimes spot an otherwise inconspicuous web.
The deep woodland flowers are long gone, but the autumn welcomes a blossoming of fungi.
Only a few avian species still patrol the marsh.
At the very edge of a small pond, a tree soaks up a few more minutes of sunshine while darkness overtakes the far shore.
Photo at top of page: Turbulent Silence (click here for full-screen view)