The long road home

The title of this post sounds a lot more deep and spiritual than it should.  Don’t worry.  Deep I am not, it’s just I really do tackle a long road home each afternoon.  My commute takes about 50 minutes each way and fortunately this week it’s been a much more pleasant drive with the colors of fall lighting the way.

autumn road

Red maples and birch coloring up across the mountains of Pennsylvania.

This fall the cool nights and warm days seem to have brought on some spectacular colors.  I’m usually not a fan of these last death rattles which summer goes through, but even I have to admit it looks nice enough this year.  Nice enough that I pulled over a few times today for a quick phone pic or two.

fall colors

The death of summer and a cemetery just seem right together…. or is it my fall-hating showing through again?

A few spots up in the mountains are already hosting a rain of autumn leaves after every wind gust.  The shower of autumn colors is nice enough in itself but I’m not looking forward to the gray of the next six months.  There’s a lot to be said for evergreens.

front of the house in fall

Back at home again and the trees are starting here too. For a couple days the maple trees behind the house will be worth all the trouble their dark shade and greedy roots cause.

Time to think about the nice leaf mulch that the mower will pick up off the back lawn.  It’s the perfect blanket for daffodil beds and tulip plantings and all the other late fall plantings which I still hope to accomplish before things cool off too much.  That and a little rain too.  Fall leaves look so much better on green grass rather than a parched bed of straw 🙂