This first picture was taken just a few weeks ago, at Thanksgiving.
The leaves are mostly down now. The blaze of autumn's reds and golds has moved into the realm of the deep greens of the evergreens. The blue of the lake remains -- although the tone shifts.
Early in the morning, as the mist burns away, it leaves a sheen of silver along the shore.
We are moving into Frost Country. Crisp, sharp mornings. Colours changing daily.
Some of the trees are determined, however. On the rock cut, a poplar tree clings to its golden leaves, not yet ready to let Winter's palette reign.
It is beautiful this time of year!
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