Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Autumn Shadows


October is almost over, and I wonder if anyone else feels their spirits falling with the leaves. Right now, a golden world waits outside my window. Hackmatacks, one of the few deciduous conifers, are glowing with shades of gold as they ready for winter. Days of torrential rain and wind have swept leaves from apple trees, and windfall fruit lies under every tree. Most are too bitter for humans to enjoy, but the deer, crows and squirrels have been feasting on them. One tree produces somewhat scabby looking but tasty fruit, and I'm trying to pick as many as I can while they last. Juicy, crisp, and tart, they are a treat far removed from the perfect apples at the supermarket, tastier but not pretty.

Today sunshine is gradually returning after days of rain, but with it the mercury is dropping. Temperatures of 15c are giving way to a cool 8c. Hallowe'en will probably be clear and cold, so the search for warmer, suitable costumes is on. My son and his friends want to be a group of hobo-types. Even as teens, they enjoy trick or treat, and since they know most of the neighbours, we don't have much trouble with vandalism. Maybe the odd egg or two, but nothing too horrid.

Hunting season is upon us once again, so walks in the woods are out for a while. Most people are responsible and follow the rules, but there are those few others so I stay clear until it's over. My sympathies are with the deer though I know too many of them isn't good for them or the community. Driving home the other night, my sister and I glimpsed a doe in the headlights, stepping daintily off the road en route to the lake. We saw another one night as we came into my driveway, eyes glinting as it peered over the hedge. I wish them luck & will be glad when it's over. I know stocking the freezer helps some fishermen in the off season, it's just not for me.

The melancholy of autumn is beginning to make itself known. There is something about the change in the light, the darker days, the leaves falling, bare branches - it all has a sadness. Putting the garden to bed, the death of flowers, reminders of mortality I suppose.

Hallowe'ens years ago, when my oldest son was still with us, come to mind. I think of him often in these dying days of autumn, took the summer flowers away from his grave after Thanksgiving and put some fall flowers there. Now it's almost time for a new bouquet. He liked this season - I have a photo of him standing by the water, autumn colours of trees reflected in the bay, smile as bright as the sunshine.

My youngest son and his friends are having a great time reading Lord of the Rings, keeps him up late some school nights. He avoids starting a new chapter if it's too late because it's just too hard to put it down. I recently finished reading Paris 1919, & for any reader who loves history it is well worth a try. It's a long read & I took a few breaks, but learned a great deal from it. The anecdotes are fascinating and so much of what happened at the 1919 Peace Conference has echoes in current affairs it's a great backgrounder. The Middle East, China, the Balkans, etc., recommend it to any student of history. On the lighter side, just finished Murderers & Other Friends by John Mortimer & it's a wonderfully entertaining, intelligent book. He's best known as the creator of Rumpole of the Bailey for fans of Mystery on PBS, & has a sardonic wit that is touching and laugh out loud funny at times.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Island Autumn




As I waited (and waited) to get to this site, I thought to myself that it's a good thing I'm a gardener. It helps one learn patience, and living in rural New Brunswick with dial-up speed access on the computer, patience is much needed.

The cooler nights of fall are here, but we are enjoying sunshine and fairly warm days, and the sky is a joy to behold. It has that clear blue that we only get in fall, cloudless - a glorious backdrop to the gold, copper and crimson of the trees. There is something exhilarating about a bright autumn morning.

Last week, I found a poor Monarch butterfly worse for wear after a very chilly night. A female (the males have two black wing spots), she huddled on the sedum in my lower garden bed all day. I hadn't the heart to just leave her there & let nature take its course, so I put her in a shoebox with some sedum & butterfly bush blooms. Up close, it was obvious she had a damaged wing that made flying awkward, so I didn't think she'd last long outside. A local public garden kindly agreed to give her a home in a heated greenhouse, so I dropped her off in style. Hope she thinks she made it south for whatever time she lives. I read that most non-migrating Monarchs live about four weeks.

Thanksgiving is just about here, and this year we're having an extended holiday since school professional development days come right afterward. Five lovely days of not having to get up at 6 a.m. - I'm as happy as my son & his friends about that. Since my sister does a big family get-together & considers turkey at Christmas more than enough, we'll be having a nice ham dinner there. I'm attempting to do a small turkey at home earlier, probably Saturday, & hoping my old oven will do the job.

A few years ago, I invited my mum for Christmas the first year we were renting this old house. I put a big turkey (thawed) in the oven and we waited all day and into the evening for the bloody thing to cook!! It finally did, but since then I do nothing bigger than 10 lbs. Just one of the things you deal with in older homes with unpredictable appliances. I've since discovered that the oven controls and actual heat level inside aren't always a match.

Looked out the window of my sister's house at dusk a few days ago just in time to see a big doe stroll across the yard and into the wooded area beside the path. Then as we were driving home, we saw a four-point buck standing under the trees in a neighbour's front yard.

The songbirds are enjoying the goldenrod bloom out in the field beyond my garden, often see sparrows & finches darting around the low shrubbery. Crickets have been singing non-stop now for a while, & I still see the occasional grasshopper. Most of my garden is done, though up to today I've been getting a few runner beans every two or three days. The gold & yellow gem marigolds are still blooming, if a bit shabby close up, and the sedum has darkened to a burgundy red that brightens up the lower garden. The peony leaves are a nice fall bronze next to the butterfly bush. It bloomed late and is attracting bees and the occasional late season butterfly still. It has creamy yellow rather than the usual purple buddliea blooms. Right in front of the kitchen window, makes it a perfect spot for watching the insect traffic. Today a Painted Lady has been vying with the bees to get at the nectar.
Bluejays have been visiting the apple tree out front for the past few days, not sure if the apples or insects are drawing them. I usually get more crows than jays, they've gotten used to getting the bread crusts & old stuff I toss out to the driveway for them.
Election time next week & here's hoping for a good outcome. Hope everyone who can gets out to vote. When I was younger, I travelled a bit & met people who risked their lives for the right to choose their own representatives, so I hate to see us as Canadians not use the hard won rights we have. Happy Thanksgiving, all!!