The locust tree in the front yard is nothing spectacular during the summer, but in the fall it glows.
Is there anything better than gold sparking against a blue, blue sky?
Amsonia Hubrichtii proves why it's more than just a pretty spring face. We have a very large specimen of this in the section of the Idea Garden where I volunteer, and I noticed this year how many visitors were drawn to this plant and asked about it. In the late fall everything in the garden is cut down for the winter, even the amsonia. I understand those in charge want a public garden to look tidy over the winter, but it makes me sad that they are missing out on a beautiful late-season show of color. I'm almost glad I didn't have time to help on "Putting the Garden to Bed" day--I wouldn't have had the heart to take the pruners to this lovely.
For the last month, I've enjoyed the spectacle of autumn at its finest around town and while driving to meetings and appointments or running countless errands, but never the time to stop and capture the scenes, even if I had a camera handy, which I didn't. But it doesn't matter--I'm not a great landscape photographer, anyway, and there are small scenes of beauty to be found even in my own back yard, like the foliage and fluffy seedheads of the asters.
Or the glowing foliage of the spirea.
Even the hostas go out in a blaze of gold.
Gold is definitely the predominant color of fall in my area, surrounded as we are by fields of ripe corn. For a time, spots of green (or red, depending on the farmers' preferred brand of machinery) were also seen throughout the fields.
The harvest was completed a few weeks ago, but not before a little boy had the ride of his life. I posted this photo on my Facebook page, but thought it was worth posting here, too. My youngest grandson, now 2, is obsessed with combines, and so Grandpa made arrangements for him to get a ride on a real combine and see the harvest up close as they made two rounds through the fields. It is all Grandson has talked about ever since--his favorite fall color is definitely green!
Gold is not the only color of autumn, of course. This time of year I wish I had a red maple, but the burning bushes at the end of our drive provide a dramatic dose of red.
The white crabapple changes its hue, too.
Unlike last year, when fruit was sparse due to the drought, the tree is loaded with tiny red crabapples this year.
The birds are happy about this, too, and have made this their favorite tree of the season.
The old apple tree was also covered in apples this fall, and I spent a good deal of time preparing sliced apples and making applesauce for the freezer. There were so many that I didn't get them all picked, though, before Husband gave the lawn a last mowing before winter. I guess this is applesauce for the birds:)
There are some non-traditional fall colors in the garden, too, if you look closely enough. The purple berries on the beautyberry bush are another winter treat for the birds, but I hope they let me enjoy them first for awhile.
More purplish-pink in the late blooms of a potted mum.
Less dramatic, but pleasing all the same--the muted pink undertones of the fading 'Limelight' hydrangea.
The fall color show begins in my front yard each year with the ash tree and its purple and copper-colored leaves.
And it climaxes with the turning of the large maple which shines even on a cloudy day.
Autumn's winds are stripping it a little more each day, leaving only remnants of the colorful show--and one more fall project to do before winter sets in.
"Then leaf subsides to leaf
. . . Nothing gold can stay."
I hope you are enjoying the colors of Autumn wherever you are!