Most of the maples here turn bright yellow or deep plum. Scattered here and there we have a few scarlet leaved trees. For the past several years they haven't turned color but simply browned, shriveled, and fell in a few days' time. I presumed it had something to do with lessened rainfall and virtually no snow cover for a few years in a row. So now I'm drawing the highly unscientific conclusion that my intuition held a degree of merit. Nobody can say we had insufficient rain this year. We also managed, at least here, to maintain a thin layer of snow and snow-packed ice.
The picture above looks like one enormous tree but that's a skew in perspective. The elm stripling seemingly divides the tree in half visually. But it's actually two trees on either side of the narrow shady path that leads to the field.
The picture above was taken on the same day I took the images in the previous post. The others were taken during a break in the rain afternoon before last. Today it's sunny but everything's kind of or outright swampy for my waterproof shoes. Have been dealing with neurological pain for several days running somewhere between 5 and 7 on the pain scale. Even with effective healing options that kind of thing becomes physically draining the longer it's in play. Today needs to be a gentle recuperation day rather than a get out there and ... get! out there!! wall-to-wall productive experience.
When it was merely drizzling J raked leaves from the side dooryard and the driveway. I took these pics during what we thought was a return to sunlight but then right after dark a fresh deluge began. Glad he bumped that task to the head of the list. We would have had flooding problems for sure if the leaves had been there causing major and secondary dams in the driveway.
Am thinking a lot about the color red as it relates to rootedness, grounding, and the first/primary chakra. I feel a strong connection between that mental activity and seeing the red splashes in the landscape. Even yesterday, when the rain intensity was authentically biblical, I could see through the watery blur those same red beacons of years past. I'm glad they're back. Everything peaked on the holiday weekend - same as what used to be normal.
Another highly unscientific conclusion I've reached is that the Turkey Buzzards are actively altering their hunting flight circles as more leaves fall. Their return to a former roosting spot in the big oak tree just over our property line is another sign of previous normalcy laying new claim to the landscape. Also when I first saw their hulking forms sunning near the top of that tree through our bedroom window I immediately thought purification. Also thought of sky burials.
Still reading Lab Girl 30-40 pages at a time first thing in the morning. It's a very worthwhile book This habit of maintaining ongoing slow reads of pleasantly rewarding books rather than incarnating via doomscrolling (or 'necessary' fiction/non-fiction) has proven invaluable. I actually enjoy waking up in the morning. That makes it a lot easier to evaluate/understand the way I feel moving forward with my day.
stability takes many forms at the internalized level.
...a sense of personal rootedness...