Or it would probably be more appropriate to say “starting to get blown off” because the last 12 hours or so have been insanely windy, knocking off a lot of newly changing leaves. It has also gotten frigid. Almost overnight. Looks like this is going to be a “skip open windows” year where we go straight from AC to heat. This fact hasn’t done much to improve my crankiness lately, but I’m working on crawling out of it. Hopefully, I’ll be back to normal posting in another day or so.
The image is a few years old, but perfect for today. Even Mother Nature seems to be cooperating as it looks like we will be having a much cooler day today. Bring on the open windows, gorgeous colors and a beautiful new season. I am finally ready for it to be fall.
I can’t get over how weird the weather has been. Apparently my maple feels the same. After days of below freezing temps there are still healthy green leaves deep in the tree. The usual bright red of fall that then changes to orange, again, still healthy. Then you have all the leaves that sit farthest from the trunk and haven’t been as protected. All of those are in this weird state of “freezer burned” shock, the leaves a funky, splotchy pale color. They are already curing along the edges and turning brittle, but they aren’t falling off yet. Looking at the tree as a whole, it is pretty, but sadly wrong at the same time.
Several years ago, we stayed warm deep into the fall and the leaves took forever to fall. We had to wait a couple weeks to put up our holiday lights on that tree because of it. When we got the really early hard freeze that lasted days, I thought for sure they’d all be on the ground by now, but they are stubbornly hanging on, probably wondering the same thing I am. What the hell?
My maple is hanging in there, still full of leaves and color, with the core still being pretty green. I’m expecting that to change rapidly over the next few days with the crazy cold heading our way. One of the things I love about this tree is the range of colors we get from it throughout the season. Bright, vivid reds, deeper burgundies, oranges, all set against the darker looking branches and the central green (at least for a chunk of the time until we hit complete color). Maples are one of my top favorites for that very reason.
I didn’t get a chance to work on my revisions yesterday, but I spent close to 9 hours working on Monday and only got through the first two chapters. I’m not even completely certain I’m done with those. It isn’t flowing like it did when I sat down the first time to write. Or even when I did my first round of my own edits before sending it off. I’m still hoping that changes some when I get a little deeper into it, but I’m not expecting it to be easy. I still have a lot of work ahead of me, but I’m slowly chipping away at it. Progress, that is what’s important.
My front tree is just hitting the edge of full color. Right now it is mostly bright red with a few green sections that never get much sun. Within a week, that red will morph into a glorious pumpkin orange, which it is beginning to show hints of, right before the leaves drop for the season. I have lots of trees in my yard and everyone of them has its strong points and seasons. For my maple, it is fall.