Waiting on Color
A.V. Walters
Color is late this year. Not just here, I’m hearing it everywhere. Back home, where normally it would be finishing up by now, most of the trees are still green. Here we’re a couple of weeks behind–and we’re only seeing the occasional branch, or isolated tree, that has bolted into spectacular. I keep telling myself I’ll blog when I can post great color shots. And then I wait.
It’s not like the weather hasn’t changed. It’s autumn here. Night time temps are dropping into the 40s. I have to harvest the last of my basil and tomatoes, before the first hard frost. I’m staining the cabin–and some days it’s too chilly to stain. Though staining is akin to paint–and should be an improvement–Rick and I have grown attached to the look of cedar logs. They must be stained, to protect from rot and UV damage. Still, we like the natural look and cringe that the work I’m doing makes the cabin look like Lincoln Logs. I’m sure I’ll get enough warm days to get the first coat on–the cooler days I use for prep. Rainy days, I work on the computer. Rick is busy putting in the septic. Those cool power tools, the Kubota and the backhoe, are seeing good use. We’ll get it in, and inspected, just in time for the weather to really turn.
Some folks plan their vacations around color. It’s a risky venture–trying to guess when nature will accommodate. Is it a failure if you head off to the boonies–and have only green to reward you? I suppose an early winter would be worse–or a dry year with only shriveled, brown leaves. Our neck of the woods has recently been voted the best color-drive in the country. I don’t know how such things are judged. (I’ll bet folks back in the Keweenaw, or at the Porcupine Mountains, will think the jig is rigged.) I only know that it will extend our tourist season–which can’t be all bad for the local economy. The wine-tasting vineyards and orchard stands will be happy.
In the meantime, we keep working. It’s a year late, but we have our winter-defendable shell in place. The doors and windows went in last week. Once we get the chimney in, we’ll actually be able to heat it, making for a cozy place to work until it’s ready for us to move in. All things in due time. Next time, color shots!
We’re starting to see bursts of red around here!
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Where is here?
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Ottawa, Canada
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Ah, Ottawa. Lovely city. I went there as an eighth grader–winner of the best safety patrol of the year. We’re at about the same latitude.
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I’m not even exactly sure when our color starts, other than that the end of October/ early November is typically about the best time. And I was planning to vacation in New England at peak leaf peeping time — or just after it (Which is my preferred time) some day, But sounds dicey to plan.
Wonder what’s up this year?
Look forward to seeing your fall pictures.
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Interesting observations. If not the low evening temps, what is it that turns the leaves colors? I thought it was the cold. I’ll have to Google that…
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It’s a combination, the angle of the light, temperatures (daytime and night time), precipitation (well hydrated leaves keep their green longer), and whether or not the tourists have arrived.
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Hehe. It’s that hand of God thing, hunh?
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Color is slow here as well, AV. Although we don’t have “best color-drive” status, we do get a colorful display. Peggy and I once spent three months following fall. Our adventure took us from Alaska, to New England, to the Blue Ridge Highway. We even included the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. We were both amazed and amused by all the beauty and color of all the places we passed through. Sounds like you are on quite the adventure, yourself, building a log cabin. Peggy has always wanted to live in one. I look forward to your colors. (I checked out your Two Rock heading. My next blog on Olompali should be out tomorrow.) –Curt
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I always thought I’d do New England for color someday, but now that we’ve been voted the best, it seems redundant. Actually, maybe it’s bias, but I always thought the color at home in Keweenaw (up at the top of the Upper Peninsula) was the best I’d seen anywhere.
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I remember it as being spectacular. Still, you should check out the White Mountains of Vermont. 🙂 –Curt
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We’re starting to get some color here in NE Ohio. But I never like it to come too early, anyway. It seems when it does, it doesn’t last as long. Fall is so wonderful, isn’t it? As much as I love the days and warmth of summer, fall in all its crisp beauty is tough to beat.
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Autumn is my favorite, but I’m an autumn baby.
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So am I. 🙂
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Green. I remember when we moved up here to Washington from Arizona all the green felt like a spiritual balm. I think to venture into nature and be disappointed to only see green is to begin with the wrong end in mind. Congrats on your progress!
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My years in California were green-deprived. Moving home to Michigan, the green brought the spiritual balm you experienced.
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Excited for you AV. Even a cave becomes home when you can heat it. All of your hard work will pay off methinks. Do it right the first time…
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Too late Mike, my first times are all used up. It’s still a good idea to do it right, though (and we’re working on that.)
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We don’t get a lot of the really flashy red colours here, I think those type of plants do better in acid soil. Some of the leaves do turn a beautiful bright yellow but a lot seem to blow away very quickly. Amelia
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Hmmm, we have pretty alkaline soil–though I haven’t tested in the forest and the leaf litter must make a difference. We get the full spectrum of colors–peach tones melting to orange and then red, burgundy, yellows and pistachio greens (the tamaracks) It’s enough to take your breath away.
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Your autumn sounds much more colourful than ours – enjoy.
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When I lived in a cooler climate the seasons where very obvious through the change in colour. Now I’m in the tropics, the colour is just mainly green regardless of the season. I actually miss those beautiful colours (but I don’t miss the cold) 😉
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Well, the tropics have their own full range of color–I don’t think that you’re color deprived.(Just your birds have enough color to make up for no autumn.) This swan song of color comes before five months of shades of white. In the meantime, I know you’ll be sending pics full of color.
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It’s beautiful here, especially in the light of early morning and at sunset. I try every year to capture the beauty in photographs and it never works. The pictures never come close to doing it justice.
Every fall is like a new painting, it seems to me. No two are the same. The one we see this year we’ll never see again, and it won’t be with us very long. Incentive to appreciate it, I suppose.
Glad you’re going to be settled into your home in time for winter. I’m deeply impressed by folks who build their homes themselves. I shudder thinking of what we’d be living in if I had to build it myself. I doubt I could manage a tepee.
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Right now, a teepee sounds doable–so little hassle.
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