Autumn brings to mind many things depending on where in the world you live and in Maine it’s summed up with one little word: COLOR. If you have never witnessed the leaves changing color in the fall you have missed something truly spectacular. This weekend I had the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of the northern Maine woods and I’d like to share some of the scenery. Many people come to Maine from other states just to see the changing of the leaves, and they are known as “leaf-peepers” to the locals.
I love the way the the trees and the sky are reflected in the water.
I love all the different hues of reds, oranges, yellows and green that together almost take one’s breathe away.
There are miles and miles of dirt roads and around every corner there were more vibrant bursts of color.
It’s interesting how many shades there are. It’s too bad it was such a cloudy day as I can imagine how it would have looked against a bright blue sky instead of pale blue and white.
The white of the birch trees add such contrast to the colorful leaves.
Out in the middle of nowhere, the remains of a fireplace. You never know what you might find when you are in the woods!
This is Brackett Lake and you can see the water level is very low. It’s interesting how evident the normal water line is on the boulders, almost giving them a striped look. Maine has not had enough rain this year and parts of it are in moderate drought, I believe.
Burdock is a sign of the season and not one that I particularly care for. As a child, I remember getting burdocks on my clothes or in my hair but I have to say I had never seen any as big with branches as tall as these were. They were very healthy looking plants! I only managed to have one attach to my jacket this time, thankfully.
Last but not least, GOLDENROD and bees: a sure sign that winter is definitely on it’s way.