OK, OK, I CONFESS! I'm a color junkie during October and November when our typically green trees turn to glorious color. So naturally, I pack a camera on my travels so I can pause to snap photos when the mood strikes. This is the season when the eruption of natural color is often startling, dazzling, and overwelming to the senses.
All day the sun's rays play with the autumn foliage producing dramatic scenes that rival any stained glass image. The strong winter light and long shadows engage in a dramatic dance as the sun moves low across the sky between dawn and dusk.
Along neighborhood streets the maples, sycamores, gingkos, and elms show their true colors as the green chlorophyl that's normally present in leaf cells during the growing season disappears, no longer masking the leaf's true colors.
The short days and cool nights combine to signal the trees that winter is fast approaching. As a result the tree's botanical mechanism is altered and we enjoy the brilliant shades of yellow, orange, and red before the leaves fall to the ground.
I must admit the display of autumn color is intoxicating. But one must bundle up and venture out into the coolness to enjoy the season before it disappears. There's a pleasant suprise waiting around every corner - influenced by the plants, light, and variety of flora.
Around here we have about two weeks to enjoy the deciduous trees at their peak color before the leaves turn brown and fall to the ground.
After that, it’s time to gather the remains before they clog the city storm drains. And believe me, it's much easier to pick up dry leaves rather than wet soggy ones!