Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Down by the Woodpile

While I was walking Cole this morning we meandered by the woodpile. Evidently the weeds haven't heard that winter is just around the corner:

Other wild things were showing off their colors like brazen hussies:

Lichen is also spreading like wildfire over the bark of our oaks, where some of it grows out into these beautiful, alien-looking little tufts:

Nature does what she wants when she wants. I really like that.


Charlene Teglia said...

Yeah. I was out weeding last weekend.

nightsmusic said...

Well, the weeds are pretty much done up here. We've been in the mid to low 30's almost every night for the past week or so. But my next door neighbor's resilient (or inane, take your pick) clematis has a gigantic flower on it that bloomed at the end of last week.

Just one.