We get all kinds of different sky views once fall arrives, from bright blue and sunny to fog. Often brightened a bit by coloured leaves.
You may recognize this view, right out back.
And another close view.
These two pine trees against the blue sky looked striking.
On another occasion, down by the bay.
Georgian Bay as you come back into town.
I was glad to see I expanded a few of your vocabularies when I referred to the evening of this photo as 'smirr'. It's a Scottish word meaning meaning rain that's between the texture of fog and drizzle. It seems innocent enough, but it can soak you through before you know it! We first encountered it on the Isle of Mull, while waiting for the tiny pedestrian ferry to the Isle of Iona. When it wasn't smirr it was horizontal rain. When we got home I realized the term could easily be applied here.
The coming of fall colours followed quickly by the loss of leaves is one of the biggest and fastest changes in the seasons all year! In a short two weeks here, the world out there changes from green to grey and brown. Here's just one tree out our living room window as it's changed over the past ten days.
It was one of those rare warm sunny October days with the leaves changing colour fast. For the first time since coming home I sat out on the deck and enjoyed the warmth, the view, and a good book. I drove the chair down the ramps onto the lawn, and beyond that out onto the golf course. All worked well.
The deck, with its view through our trees out to the golf course, turned out to be a nice place to sit.
I drove down the ramp and out onto the golf course - testing the wheelchair all the way. It was a bumpy ride, but it worked fine.
Those big old maples are changing colour so fast you can almost see it.
Today was a much better day for viewing the fall colours, which are changing very fast. But we started out by sorting out my old camera equipment, which hasn't seen much action for 8 months now. I'm back to my favourite Nikon, and it has definite advantages compared to my iphone.
The trees in our own backyard have barely begun changing colour, just a tinge of yellow and a bit of orange.
But right out behind us in the golf course are two old Sugar Maples that are showing lots of bright red.
So we headed down Co. Rd.12 toward the valley. Roads were lined with many yellow and orange Sugar Maples,
Along the way we passed several quilt barns, this quilt representing a chicken!
Soon we were headed down into the Beaver Valley. Colourful trees extended up the slopes.
We took Lanktree Drive that extends up the slope beside Talisman, and found the best group of bright maples that we had seen. This is what fall colour is all about.
Then we headed home, but grey clouds and rain dulled the colour a little. Glad we got out for the drive; it's such a short time period every fall it's all too easy to miss it. I have to say that it's nice to be back to my big camera too!
We drove south to Markdale for thanksgiving dinner tonight (delicious!) and hoped to get some pictures of the emerging fall colour. It appears that the fall colour is well ahead of us, with miles of red and orange Sugar Maple along the roads and up the valleysides. However very few pictures tonight because fog and smirr kept invading.
The long foggy hill out of Meaford.
Colour up the valleysides, but fog on the ridge.
The iphone camera isn't good enough to capture images from a moving car.
Turkey Vultures overhead.
On the first sunny day we'll be out driving some of the same roads.
Thanksgiving is about more than turkey, cranberry sauce and stuffing, though I hope I'll get a generous helping of those tomorrow. Thanksgiving is about being thankful for so many things, from the crops that feed us to the friendship of the communities where we live, from flowers in the garden to the woods and water of the natural world around us.
Over the next days we'll see the peak of fall colour here, though it's just beginning now. One of the nicest two weeks of the year, and a very appropriate time to be celebrating Thanksgiving.
In our case we're just thankful that I'm here, given all that's gone on the last 8 months. We saw my GP yesterday, and he expressed his own astonishment that I was still alive alive and kicking. Every day that you're alive is a gift.
I remember big Thanksgiving dinners at my grandparents, and only slightly smaller dinners at my own parents. Thanksgiving is inevitably in part about family, even if you can't all get together at the time. But don't ever take for granted that things will continue unchanged. Take time to be consciously thankful before you devour that turkey!
The more I dig into the production of apples around here, the more interesting the topic gets. I started by asking myself why is Grey County (almost entirely the area around Meaford and Thornbury) the top apple producing area in Ontario, by a considerable margin?
The only apple farm in the area that has a pick-your-own operation.
This region is tops for apples for two main reasons, soil and climate. Apples like a sandy or gravelly soil, and don't like getting their feet wet. They are most susceptible in spring if there is a late frost after the apples have flowered (as happened in 2012). Here the soils are old glacial beach ridges, and the water of Georgian Bay has a moderating influence that delays blooming until the risk of frost is low. A good combination for apples.
One of the new high density apple orchards, trees grown close together in espaliered style.
It's also important to understand that the apple market is actually divided into different sections. Most Grey County apples go for juice (as do a majority of Ontario apples). Among both juice and eating apples, only five varieties provide 75% of Ontario's production, and grocery stores tend to reflect this limited choice (Macs, Spies, Red and Yellow Delicious). In fact there are at least 20 other varieties available, but they are grown in smaller numbers and in local areas. To enjoy these you need to shop at farms and farmers markets. We now always look for our favourite local varieties and enjoy the unique flavours. As new varieties come on to the market, there are new possibilities.
Red Prince, one of the new varieties grown only here in the valley.
So next time you're looking for apples, check out your local farms or farm markets.