A cold, rainy November day – my heavy winter coat actually got soaked through which doesn’t hold out great hope for th ewinter, does it. 40 degrees and blustery.
I scared up a doe in the woods because absolutely no one was out. I’m sure she thought she had a nice warm nest all made up, because she sure didn’t run far.
I actually like the woods in the rainy weather. It’s quiet and uncrowded, and the tree bark becomes dark and mysterious. The Norway Maples are clinging gamely to their leaves, and our Apples are finally dropping their leaves. I pulled annuals yesterday – oddly they had held up remarkably well to our hard frosts. We just haven’t really had a deep killing freeze yet, so all of the ‘weed species’ are still going crazy.