Rain lasted all weekend here at Roundtop. A few times it threatened to clear, but within 5-10 minutes the rain would start again. The rain was needed, and it fell mostly as a nice gentle rain. I’m ready for it to be over.
A couple of times while I was walking Dog or Baby Dog, I saw a few fall warblers, but without binoculars it was too far and too dark and dreary to identify them. By the time I got back to the cabin and returned with binoculars, they were gone. A few deer poked their noses out of the forest to crop grass or simply stand in the open for a few moments, but even they didn’t seem to have much ambition. This year’s crop of fawns have mostly lost their spots, though they are still pretty small.
Some leaves are turning into their fall colors, though not the ones in today’s photo. The forest understory is thinning out. I can see the ground again for the first time in several months. My "green box" of foliage that surrounds me in summer is getting larger the greenery thins, and I no longer feel quite so confined by it. It will still be a month or so before I can see the mountain to my west again but at least I can see 50 feet or so now.
I was as lazy as a slug this weekend, no doubt affected by the rain and the dark skies. The dogs were little better, lolling at my feet, sleeping about 23.5 hours of the day. I could say I was simply following the pattern of the natural world around me this weekend, but even I don’t buy that one. I was as lazy as a slug, and there’s no getting around it.