Ghost Upon the Floor

 

 I know this isn't the Sleepy Hollow update I was looking forward to. When I finally sat down, after returning home from Sleepy Hollow, New York, to organize all the photos I had taken on my memory cards (both the one I took, and the new one I had to buy at a Walgreens when my original card filled up)-- I realized I had quite a few photos.

 And so I am uploading them in the order they were taken, and will update in sections. This first set is simple, from a rest area somewhere in the Catskills region of southern NY. There were signs posted that the woods were private property, and they kept me from going into them too deep. But the quiet, trickling creek and the leaves still, so slowly, falling, were too autumn, too breathtaking and too gorgeous for my camera to resist.


 The leaves aren't Sleepy Hollow, but they were the perfect introduction to my long weekend in the Hudson Valley. Driving across the most southern part of my state, I saw the trees exploding in reds and oranges and yellows and deep greens we have not even begun to see here yet. It was as if fall were exploding louder driving across the state, culminating in the small, iconic hollow on the Hudson River.

 You may view my photo album here:

Catskill Region Rest Stop

 I give you, the true face of evil. Running through the cemetery this past week, I noticed how, on a hill where there are sparse trees, the leaves of the trees had begun to fall. Off there branches, crunchy, colorless and dead. Leaves with the texture of November, but without even the slightest hint of the deep oranges and reds the changing colors bring.


 Apparently, my area of upstate New York has been having the worst dry spell since the 1950's. Any threat to any part of autumn happening is an unspeakable horror, in my book. Think: Christmas being cancelled for a young child-- but one thousand times worse.

 I am hoping this does not go on much longer, and hoping that we get some much needed water pouring down from the sky very soon. We must have fall, in all its glory.

How beautiful, how simple, how perfect- how needed this fallen leaf is; the beginning of the season.

Found by my mother in front of her house this morning.

 It's here.

 Tonight is the end of summer, thus beginning my personal favorite time of year, the earth reaching its peak of life as the chill of the coming winter months sets in.

 And this night marks a rare event. The Super Harvest Moon. For the first time in almost twenty years, when the sun set, it blended with the autumn moon as it rose, creating a unique twilight As the two low rising and setting light sources intertwined together in the sky, the twilight is uniquely illuminated.

 In case you are wondering, the image to the side is one of my new favorite things. An autumn angel, in her orange dress she holds a basket of pumpkins, with fallen leaves as her wings. Sounds like my idea of heaven.

Here is the view of the autumn moon, much later in the night, from my back porch.