An autumnal sadness sometimes creeps into the end of the year, when the days get shorter and the leaves start falling. But now is the time to appreciate one of the overlooked joys of the garden: the play of light across the landscape. Dave has been in this house 20 years and never gets tired of watching the nuances of light in different seasons.
God rewards the early riser....if you stay inside til 10 am you will never see the outline of this tree sketched on the ground!
An autumnal sadness sometimes creeps into the end of the year, when the days get shorter and the leaves start falling. But now is the time to appreciate one of the overlooked joys of the garden: the play of light across the landscape. The low-hanging winter sun sends elongated shadows sloping through our yards, lighting the golden leaves on fire. Totally new experiences of our spaces emerge from the shapes of trees we never noticed in the full leafy bustle of summer.
Their moment in the sun: the humble buttonbush and a coralbark maple.
Go outside!
