The air was crisp, nights were in the upper 40s. Coyotes howled and yipped every 3 am. I enjoyed walks.
The roadside view into the wetland. Only here grows posion ivy -in its fall colors.
Speaking of fall colors, they were coming on stronger each day we were there.
Even though this was Rex's 80th year, he still wields a chainsaw like a kid. A few weeks ago he made this staircase out of fallen timber.
And he added 200 feet to his network of woodland trails.
This Wooly Bear, Pyrrharctia isabella, was inside the garage, making its way to the basement. How does that speak to its winter weather prediction?
That staircase is very beautiful.
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