Autumn in the Midwest may not be as awe-inspiring as the hardwoods of New England or the Aspens of Colorado, but she has her moments here. Rather than grand vistas of hills covered with trees bursting with color, our foliage is a bit more subdued, but beautiful, nevertheless. Case in point is this simple Bradford Pear tree. The leaves are not complex, yet they produce complex colors, unlike the stately maples which positively reek with the same vibrant color all at once. And, the maple leaf is a legend-the symbol of our neighbor to the north.
Same tree, but different colored leaves. Like a Dr. Suess book, this pear tree has red leaves and green ones, yellow leaves and red ones, orange and speckled, too! One tree, but with a variety of colored splendor. Don’t you wish the world had a bit more color and less grays? I do.
This morning I shot a bird, but not in the sense of hurting it. As I walked a local park right after sunrise, I spotted this cardinal alight on a tree branch. It was rather far away so I had to go full zoom to capture it. Although not the clearest of photographs, it was worth taking anyway. These birds are timid and difficult to capture through a lens as they seldom stay in one place for but a few minutes, and they hide in thick-branched trees. He was happily singing away right before I shot this image.
Cardinals are native to the Midwest, but I also saw several other bird species which are not. The avian migration period is coming to an end so we will see less and less foreign birds who are moving on to their specific geographical regions for the summer. Thankfully, we have our resident robins and blue jays, starlings, doves, and a variety of song birds to bring us enjoyment all season long.
I have always wondered what it would be like to be “free as a bird”…to take flight at the slightest whim, to pause wherever I wanted, and to have a “bird’s-eye view” of our sphere of domain. I can only imagine. What birds take for granted, it would be sheer delight for humans to fly without the aid of machines. I can only imagine.
Fancy that, will you ! Yesterday was the fifth day of Spring in our region of the world. The temperature was in the mid-twenties and heaven decided we needed just a touch of snow to remind us that nature is a bit unpredictable. As many Midwestern folks commonly state, ” Welcome to our neighborhood, where the weather can change by the hour “. The wet flakes of snow attached themselves to the tips of grasses and trees to create quite a stunning scene. The snow didn’t last long, as it never does this time of year. However, we are ever anxious for April showers to bring us May flowers, and warmth, and color, and fragrance, and…(fill in the blanks). Always hope for the best!