Wattle the weather be?
Autumn in our corner of the world is always just a little bit magical…
Morning fogs are often thick…
…draping the scenery in a silver white haze and turning ordinary scenes into something other-worldly…
It’s also a time when tiny golden balls explode on the branches of the usually-drab wattle bushes lining roadsides and ridges…
They are even more fascinating up close…
Sprays of perfect spheres…
With each cluster of tiny buds keeping secret their golden glory…
Until the Mother Nature waves her wand…
And their silent pop lets loose the magic.
A tree beside our house celebrates this Autumnal season with louder, more brazen joy…
A Liquid Amber, planted many years ago by my mother – is deciduous – a rare thing in the Australian bush.
It’s hard to ignore it’s annual transformation…
Such rich, glorious, transient colours…
Never has the descriptive ‘graduated colour’ been better illustrated…
Each leaf a show all it’s own…
Sometimes hiding other insecty activity…
Or sheltered feathered friends a-fluffing!
I wonder if the ‘Happy Families’ appreciate the glorious colour all about them?
While they are happy to pose, their gunmetal grey against the waterfall of Fall…
I wonder if they even notice?
There was certainly a time in my life – long ago now – when I didn’t. Couldn’t. Wouldn’t.
So very glad that I can stop and enjoy the show now.
What is your favourite season? Why?
8 Comments
Anne@GritandGiggles
I love your other worldly, foggy morning. Wattle is one of my favourite flowers, I remember an old tree flowering at the end of our backyard as a child. That liquid amber is amazing. I love the graduated colour of the leaves. I actually don’t think I’ve seen Autumn as pronounced at that tree makes it and certainly not here. Right now I am having some Autumn envy. Enjoy looking at the little things, the small beauties, and appreciating them.
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Andrew
I am amazed to see a liquid-amber where you are and it is losing its leaves!!! It tends to be the amount of light that makes them drop their leaves, I believe.
BB
Really? I thought it was temp (just by observing it)… whatever the reason, it sure is purty. 😉
debby
At no time are our season differences so obvious to me as your fall and our spring. Yesterday I collected ferns and honeysuckle from my sister’s woods for my very shady garden in town. As enmeshed as I am in spring, your autumn pictures came actually as a little shock as I was reminded once again that you live in a different world than me.
Kelly
Your photos are beautiful and I must admit I was startled to see the “Liquid Amber” tree. (and I love hearing you call it that…to me, it’s a Sweet Gum) Deadly when running barefooted, I like the “gumballs” that fall from the tree.
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Lynda M O
Autumn is my absolute favorite season and you have again proven why. The colors are inimitable, the days getting crispy cooler. Thanks for sharing the beauty that surrounds you in Granite Glen during this fantastic time of yeaer.
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Lynda M O
Year, this fantastic time of Year. sorry about that !~! 🙂
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ubobohobo
Wonderful post. Don’t know what I liked most-the words or the images or was it just the combination of the two. The again it may be my love of autumn. It is a glorious time of year. As I write the valley is shrouded in fog and the birds are filling the air with whistles, peeps and trials glorious while mother turkey softly talks to her little brood of chicks. What a way to start a day. Thanks for sharing.