foggy bottoms

These recent cool, foggy mornings don't need to be near Halloween to be enjoyed...but it sure doesn't hurt!  

I love the fog and the rain in autumn.

The nearby horses are calm and patient, waiting out our infrequent storms.

Since we're so close to November, the bright reds have turned to rust, and the yellow leaves are deepening into gold.

Down by the pond, the colors are lovely.

A belted kingfisher scolded me for interrupting his hunt.

In the garden, the goldfinches are still finding seeds.  Their little acrobatics are so fun to watch.

Many days are overcast, but the sun still comes out and makes the colors bright again.

Claudia is still showing up for regular meals...

...but sometimes, she brings her own.

Somehow, after a lackluster summer, the snapdragons are taller and stronger than ever, seemingly unaffected by the ran and the frost.  They are making gorgeous late-season bouquets.

I've been drying seed, trading seed, and cataloguing seed for weeks.  It's satisfying work as the rain beats against the windows and the cats are snoring peacefully in their nearby beds.  I'm looking forward to a season of major organization and planning.  Hopefully this will help to make 2021 a little bit better than its predecessor!

Have a great week!