Friday, September 30, 2011
She still has a month of life left in her. The deck umbrella, that is. In another month, she'll make her way to the garage attic, but for now, she's the strongest color in the yard. For me this year, that means something's up. The front maples have gone from green to brown. No bright oranges, yellows and reds like previous falls. Off the back deck here, it's still muted greens at this point. Can you see the apple branch that Irene brought down straight ahead? It'll be a part of my late October bonfire that'll rid the yard of the bushes and limbs that have made their way to the ground and stacked up back this summer. I've learned through the years that falls in Maine are not always about bright, fiery colors. Sometimes, there's a lot more browns to it, that you'll have to search hard to find the tourist catalogues. And that's the truth! Honest!