Monday, October 17, 2011 – 2:45PM
43°F, wind 20+ mph, 100% cloud cover
It’s thirty degrees colder now than it was last week when I was here, and as a coworker pointed out, in a couple months it could be another fifty degrees colder yet. Brrrr. There is snow in the forecast for the next few days – it won’t stick, it’s still too warm for that, but we could see big wet flakes coming down.
There’s no sound in the forest today except the wind gusting through the trees. Not so much as a chickadee is calling – the migrant birds have all cleared out and the residents are hunkered down somewhere. The whole forest feels hunkered down, waiting, holding its breath against the cold weather that’s coming. Everything seems cold, gray, dead. The only leaves left on the trees now are a handful of shriveled brown ones waiting for one more big gust to send them spiraling into the air. The ferns and clubmosses that are still green (you can see them on the forest floor in the photo) look tired.
October 17th, and I’m calling it – winter is here.