November 26, 2011

The last trip of the year to Schoepfle Garden always feels nostalgic. In six months, the river and park will look completely different, and I will wonder during those months how they look in snow and ice. My last time to the park was November 6, when a few trees—like the one in the first photo—were still holding on to their leaves. . . . The Back Pond contained many still-life groupings of floating leaves. . . . The river held a few pockets of young Leptothrix discophora. . . . It was sunny, so I got to witness the sun on the ripples of the river. . . . And, finally—didn’t I say I would never take another photograph of a squirrel? Oh well, I couldn’t pass up this little guy, who approached me as if he wanted me to watch him eat his delicious walnut.