Musings

Park prowl

Bridge arch

Hmm. Poorly framed, so just a snapshot. I do like what I was going for, however. Blue, blue sky.

Acer palmatum golden

This Acer is golden orange, in contrast to the red of yesterday’s specimen.

Big sycamore leaves

On one stretch of trail, I saw many of these leaves—sycamore, I think. These are among the largest. Interestingly, most were “face-down.” I hypothesize that the asymmetric weight of the stems must tip them that way.

Woody botanical notes, selected

Acer palmatum red leaves

Acer palmatum: distinctive lacy, delicate leaves. And so red today.

Gingko biloba

Gingko biloba: this tree is “holding” its leaves, but most have dropped. Strange, but true.

Lagerstroemia crapemyrtle

Lagerstroemia: you may know it as crape myrtle (has alternate spellings). When the plants are repeatedly pruned of their upper branches (quite the fashion in some quarters), they desperately put up forests of thin shoots seeking to compensate for the diminishment in nutrition from the loss of leaves.

Leaf bulletin

Mapleleafpile

Maple leaves. Don’t know which maple. Silver? Heh—probably orange, no?

Ginkgoleaves

Ginkgo leaves. This tree has lost them ALL. Other ginkgo have most of theirs…seemingly, indicating that ALL trees don’t lose ALL their leaves at the same time (as is often claimed).

Bigleafmagnolia

Big leaf magnolia leaves, I theorize. A deciduous magnolia, at minimum.

Baldcypress

Bald cypress. They look like needles, but really are leaves. If you’re into details (and WikiPee is correct).

Ridge-running

Sun hides

Sun playing peekaboo. [It’s a perspective Thang.] We wound through some valleys, and spent our last hurrah-miles up on a long ridge. I liked the views down into the piedmont. All blue, as in blue-ridge-y.

Oaks overhead

Oaks overhead. The press release on the weekend of the prime leaf color must have come out, and, with the coming weather changes, the meteorologists on the morning news shows kept repeating it. So as not to miss It, we headed out to see the leaves! But these southern mountains are mostly vegetated with oaks and evergreens, and not so pretty as maples. Still: darned lovely!

ABG trio

Phoenix topiary

It’s topiary season at the BotGarden. [The phoenix is Atlanta’s symbol.]

Pitcher plant

The pitcher plants are stellar in autumn. Colorful, too.

Bee busy

Even found a busy bee; does s/he know the weather that’s coming?

Change of direction

Decorative grass

Beautiful shade of purple, and unexpected in a grass.

Tall objects

Assorted smallish tall objects.

Beltline art

BeltLine art and Ponce City Market, the former Sears Roebuck building.

Lantana berries

Lantana blooms and berries.

Small puffballs

Very small puffballs.

I pondered composing a screed about the inefficiency of bureaucracy, but: too familiar, too boring.

Fading green

New door

I’ve been watching this project progress over the last week-plus, and today I found a new fence and gate. I suspect after this the gate will repose closed.

Birdbath reflection

Elsewhere I found a reflective birdbath, autumnal mode.

Dahlia bloom

Love dahlias. We’ve got a torrent of rain at the moment, so I’m guessing by tomorrow: no pretty dahlias any longer.

Color

Maple color

There’s some splendid fall color!

Dahlia downturned

And a downturned dahlia (in the shade).

Timing

640am newtime

This is up in the back yard at 6:40am, new time. It looked much darker to my eye. Such is the magic of computational photography. Fits right in your hand.

Autumn white azalea

Some robust azaleas are flowering for another round. This must be the sixth cycle this year.

(New to me) Concept of the week: blue carbon (sequestration ecosystems).

Unscathed

Watershed management

Short term, it’s not a good sign to have this crew digging a deep hole in your neighborhood. Watershed management; I take that as a synonym for several things including sewage. I saw two guys in uniforms door-knocking and peering in the window at a night club across the street. Not likely for there to be anyone there at 1:50 in the afternoon, when the door doesn’t open until something like 7:30pm. A little, teeny-tiny story…. Turns out that whatever the interruption was, it didn’t extend the several blocks to our house. Whew.

Grass in seed

Another bit of autumn: ornamental grass in seed.