The Sound of Fall

Fingers stiff with the damp cold of morning, I’ve just returned from roving about gumbooted in the yard taking pictures of morning…P1080586

…the sun lazily rising through cloud making all the cool wetness shimmer…P1080598

There seems not much to be seen this morning, not much worth leaving my hot cup of tea for and wandering about in this damp coldness…


The early risers among the crows are back to their nut fest. All day long while the walnuts last they will be about their aerial stunts, flying high, nut in beak, only to drop it and spiral down in swift pursuit to snatch it as it hits the pavement and extract the nut meats. These early birds are lucky, very little competition.  But they decline having their stunts photographed…They work for live only audiences.  And such was I one lazy afternoon this week.

P1080641 Meanwhile the last crab apples hang onto their cheery hue…

Out back, the willow tree is busy laying down leaves to ensure we stay active as fall settles in…


The lilac lingers golden…ho, hum.


But the clothespins are transfixed with morning dew, every drop a lens!


P1080625These last hardy blooms bedecked with dew brighten a forgotten corner of the garden, but is there nothing else of note?P1080627

Then I hear it overhead, the migrating squadron of what I at first take to be geese… But listen:


Trumpet call overhead…

Now that was worth braving the morning chill for ( ;

And as I type I hear the real mcCoy—passing geese, making a ruckus as they get into formation for the day’s flight…This, and the croak of crows, is the sound of Fall…

The sound of Fall

Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power….
Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.


Tulips in October


The steady greens are fading now, what lies beneath is showing through…


Don’t you find it to be so with life as you age? 

A friend puts it this way:
“…we are in a new season of life. We’re in Autumn, when youth, like chlorophyll pulls back, drains out, revealing the profound pigments of wisdom and experience.” 



The yellows and oranges rise to prominence as the energy-making greens are put to rest.


But there’s something more going on when it comes to the brilliant reds and purples.  These are actually created in the fall.  Trapped glucose responds to colder nights and shorter days to produce red pigment.  The drier and brighter the fall, the deeper the reds.   


P1080539 Let me be such a brilliant display of His glory in the fall season of my life!

“Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. For this light and momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison” II Cor 4:17


For the anxious longing of the creation waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God. Rom.8:19

And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit,


even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it. Rom.8:23-25



A Savary Saturday

P1080473Savary We seized the sunny Saturday, and stowing our golden oldie tandem on the deck, motored away across calm shining waters to Savary Island for the day…


It’s a happy 4-1/2 mile pedal down (and up!) an old dirt road to reach the farthest tip of the island—Indian Point, where we rendezvoused with friends for lunch and a stroll…


P1080495 … on this fine (Canadian)Thanksgiving  weekend…



P1080503  We have much to be thankful for!



Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name! Ps.103:1