Finally, they are starting to turn. Another day or two before they reach their peak of color.
It would be neat if the leaves held onto the trees for a while, but once they are at their brightest yellow, winds, even gentle winds, come into play. And play the leaves do, dancing on the wind, flying and falling.
We aren’t hearing much in the way of bird noises outside, just the occasional hint from our jay friends that “you could put out the feeders anytime you want… hint, hint.” Broad hints, landing on windowsills and looking in through the windows, making eye contact.
But, alas, the bears aren’t anywhere near sleepy yet.
Just think, in a month from now it will most likely be snowing. Not necessarily sticking permanently, but any moisture, especially falling overnight, will be of the white variety. Once the season changes from summer, it can certainly change in a hurry.