Fall.
Only a few days before this photo was taken, the same scene was deep green.
When we arrived in Missouri, it was clearly late summer. A bit dry to due to the drought, but there had been enough rain that it was green in that lush, alive, way that the midwest does green.
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The wind through the trees was the soft rustle of life. A gentle sound of soft greenery brushing against each other under the hot light of the summer sun. Growth everywhere. Late growth, but that vibrant green of the heartland.
And then, overnight, it all changed. We had one day of overcast rain and a night of cold. Not freezing cold, but the deep chill that just can’t happen in the summer.
And the next day was sunny. But the sound was different. The wind would blow and the sound from the winds was staccato — it sounded crisp. Though the color hadn’t changed, the leaves had lost their essence of life almost overnight.
Within only a couple of days their color started to change. Or, given the lack of a true cold night or two, the leaves simply fell off the trees.
An amazing transition. Within days, it was clear that fall had arrived in the midwest.
November 1st, 2007 at 9:56 am
Beautiful! The midwestern Fall is one of the things that I miss about WI. Those Fall colors, the crispness in the air that tickles the nose….
A bit dry to due to the drought, but there had been enough rain that it was green in that lush, alive, way that the midwest does green.
We’re going through a severe drought here in Atlanta, but you wouldn’t tell it unless you looked at the reservoirs. Everything’s still green and relatively lush. It creates a weird perception issue… we keep hearing that there’s a drought and that in 80 days the water levels in the reservoirs will drop below the intake pipes, but everything looks normal!