Each year millions of people come here from all over the world to see the fall colors. This post is for those of you who can’t make it.
Slowly, the colors of fall creep from the forest floor to the understory and finally to the trees. The trees in the lowlands near rivers and streams seem to change first and then the colors move slowly uphill.
It doesn’t matter what road or trail you choose to travel at this time of year because they are all lined with colorful trees, and this year they seem even more colorful than they usually do.
Late one afternoon I was following the river and came upon this grove of orange ferns. Our apple crop ripened three weeks early this year and the fall colors seem to be early as well.
Along the Ashuelot River the late afternoon sun made the trees look like they were on fire.
A drift of reindeer lichens almost looks like a stream through the woods. Though these lichens look white in the photo they are actually a light, silvery gray.
If you have the same kind of colorblindness that I have then you probably can’t see the large red tree on the right. I know it’s there because I could see it in person, but for some reason I can’t see it in this photo.
Another view of another pond ringed by colorful trees.
This view doesn’t have much fall color but I like it because it is one of the few almost treeless views that I know of.
Sometimes a ray of sunlight falls on a single tree and you just have to get a picture of it, even when you’ve seen it happen a thousand times before.
The setting sun shining through maples along the river turned everything pumpkin orange.
The Otter and Minnewawa brooks join together to form the Branch River in Marlborogh, New Hampshire. There is some nice color along its short length.
Deep shadows made this rock face look bluish gray, which I thought was the perfect contrast for these orange leaves.
This is another view of the Branch River in Marlborough, New Hampshire.
One evening the setting sun was doing some amazing things to the clouds over the wetlands.
Autumn … painted the countryside in vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet, and the days were clear and crisp under harvest skies. ~Sharon Kay Penman
Thanks for stopping in.