Tuesday, November 12, 2013

A Cold Bite To The Air

There air is sharp today, and it is overcast. Very November.

The temperatures are in the mid 30s, and the breeze is strong, so there is a cold bite that keeps me inside.

The Ogon spirea in Meadow's Edge has turned, and it is some of the last color in the garden now. What a pinky orange this year! It really does look this neon and odd, quite tangerine.

I don't know if the gray skies and dim light make it more so, but it is orangey bright.

I really need to get the fallen leaves off the fleeceflower. It looked so good this year, but the matted leaves covered by heavy snow will kill off the plants in wide patches.

You know what looks amazing? The bayberry has rich, glossy, dark green leaves at this time of year when all else is fallen or brown. It's an awkward shape, but a big green presence in the brown landscape. In spring it it so late to green up (not till Memorial Day), but it holds its fresh color late in the fall.

Another late-to-hold tree is sweetgum. The one by the road cut is the only color out there now.

And the two on the hill are the only bits of leaf color there now. The dark purple leaves behind the golden sweetgum in front are actually on the top of the second one. That sweetgum got zapped in the first frost we got a while back, and the top branches turned dark bruised purple, but the lower leaves were ok.

The meadow is a sea of brown and tan now. Asters and milkweed are all fluffy and soft, but the whole area is a monotone of brown.

A sight I have been admiring lately is the trunk shape that is emerging on both of the blackhaw viburnums, limbed up to be small trees.

Here is the one in the Blueberry Garden, which did color up in late fall after I first thought it had just browned in the frost.  This was back on November 6, six days ago. See how nice the shape is?

And here is the one under the bathroom window, also shaping up nicely. This was taken way back in mid October, and later on it colored soft red. What a nice little tree it is becoming.

Now, on this sharply cold day, the viburnums have lost almost all their leaves and most are gone from the maples and everything else too, except the sweetgums.