Or if not more dark then more drab: autumn here does not have the same pop as it does further north. And after autumn looms the gray and brown of winter.
But all of that is still in the future. Today we get a blast of color – the last one of the season – as these bright red beauties pop up from several places in my yard.
We did not plant them, rather instead inheriting them with the property, and I am not even sure what they are. Some kind of Asian lily? They never bloom until later in September, after the weather cools.
But I know I like them.
Another thing we get in big doses at this time of year is these massive white-cap mushrooms:
Sometimes round like a ball, usually more cap-shaped like the one in the picture, they can get to be a foot across. I’ve never experienced anything like them and find them fascinating.
I come from a semi-arid place where everything that grows was put there by someone; only weeds grow spontaneously and not very many types of those. Where one must water whatever one plants or it will wither and die, a parched and crackly-brown death. Where lawns – even those with automated sprinklers – are almost never still green in late September.
Now I live in a place where you can jab a stick into the ground and it will probably grow roots and thrive.
12 years later and I am still getting used to it.
🙂 😀 🙂