Frosted Gold

I snapped this photo on the morning of November 3. I was on my way to an environmental education conference in the central part of the state, and despite the fact it was well into mid-morning there was still a heavy cover of frost over everything, sparkling in the autumn sunlight as I drove south. Every time I passed a bog and saw the leatherleaf, spruces, and golden tamaracks frosted silver, I wished I could stop and take a photo. Finally I came to two realizations: first, I had packed my camera in my bag for the conference, and second, I was in no particular hurry and had time to stop if I wanted to. So at the next bog I passed I pulled over onto the shoulder and did my best to capture what I was seeing.

I’m entering the last three weeks of my first semester of grad school (hard to believe I’ll soon be a fourth done with my master’s degree – time flies). This means that all of my various final projects and assignments for my classes are all coming due at once, and when you add that to my assistantship duties my time available to spend wandering around outside looking for birds and taking photos dwindles to near zero. The fact that there’s a depressing lack of snow at the moment doesn’t help my motivation, either – when there’s snow on the ground this place looks like Narnia, but without it winter is just cold and dark and depressing. Still, I need to remember to take time out occasionally to ramble in the woods before I leave for nearly a month for the holiday break.

Hope everyone is taking care of themselves. I didn’t say it on Thanksgiving, but thank you to all of you who read this blog; the feedback and discussion you provides adds so much richness to my experiences as a naturalist and educator.

7 thoughts on “Frosted Gold”

  1. What a lovely post, tinged with sadness with certain things coming to an end. The beautiful thing is, in nature, nothing just stops and gives up, its a continual process. During your month off you’ll be enthusing us all with the goings on from your own patch.

    Here, here to the lack of snow and frosts, climate change in action I would say. Nothing quite like those crystal clear skies on a crisp winters day.


    Tony Powell

  2. As you know, we don’t have Thanksgiving in Australia, but an American friend of mine who is resident here was not going to celebrate it as she is family-less at present (her husband died 6 months ago and they had no children). So Andrew and I said, “heck, we’ll be your family”, and travelled 2 hours to her place to help her eat a delicious turkey (since I am mostly vegetarian, I said a special heart-felt thank you to the turkey). I had asked her what the traditional accompaniments were, and managed to buy a pumpkin and maple syrup … cheesecake! It was delicious and instantly tooth-rotting. We’re going to make it a tradition from now on.

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