Thursday morning was revealed gradually in the fog.

We saw this many times over the years.  Our development was created by an Englishman (Laurence Nilsen) and carries such English names as Charleston Riding (Riding: an English country subdivision), Mews Lane, Box Hill, Leith Hill and so on.  So, I used to kid my wife on foggy mornings by saying that we’re out on Yorkshire’s  Charleston Moor and we must beware of the hounds.

But, the fog enhances the last of the color.  That red maple is the prettiest tree here in the fall.  It was the root stock for a graft of a Japanese Maple which died many years ago.  The root stock sent out some shoots and I pruned to one and it became beautiful.  Within two days the leaves left, and in three more days so will I.


It has been a beautiful, moderate, pleasant weekend for November.  Yesterday I set out for some favorite fall stops.  How far does one have to go for some fall color?  I mean, I went all the way to Acadia to see some but as Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home.”  Here’s that Japanese Maple in my back yard.

My Japanese Maple


Also available in a nice place mat.


I think I’ve OD’d on twilights, sunsets/rises, flowing streams, waterfalls, and waves.  So, as they used to say on Monty Python, “Now for something completely different.”

Abstraction In The Pond


Then I drove out through Valley Forge which was just perfect.  It was good to see families out enjoying it all.

Families Enjoying Valley Forge Park


Then I ran into a friend from last winter.

Whitetail Deer

Here’s the shot I took of her last winter.  You may not see her again as they’re going to thin the 1000-strong flock down to about 200 this winter.  It saddens me but I gather it’s necessary for the good of the park.

Here’s a late fall scene on a ridge overlooking the valley.

Overlooking the Valley

Then, just driving around Chester County I came across this Big Leaf Maple (I think) so bright in the afternoon sun that I turned around to go back and photograph it.  Lovely.

Big Leaf Maple