The leaves, they are a-changin’

Portland. (Oct 17 4:08 p.m.)

As suspected, the leaves have already changed color in Deering Oaks park.

Scarborough. (Oct 17 12:59 p.m.)

All over the state (and country), of course.  Approaching one month into the season, plenty of pine cones are still up (or were), as you can see:

Deering Oaks park. (Oct 17 4:10 p.m.)
(Oct 17 4:23 p.m.)
(Oct 17 4:23 p.m.)

And the berries…

(Oct 17 4:23 p.m.)
Crescent Beach park. (Oct 20 2:31 p.m.)

Yeah, some have begun to shrivel up…

(Oct 20 2:31 p.m.)

…and/or… mold up?  I don’t know what the above image indicates, exactly.  (Click an image to enlarge.) …But back to the reds.

Crescent Beach parking lot. (Oct 20 2:13 p.m.)

And browns.

Into the woods. (Oct 20 2:19 p.m.)

And… lavenders.

(Oct 20 2:49 p.m.)
Among some flowers that remain resilient. (Oct 20 2:49 p.m.)

There are now trees that have lost their leaves… but not all.

(Oct 20 3:00 p.m.)
(Oct 20 3:00 p.m.)

Pine trees, too apparently… brown needles dropping from above, Thursday.

(Oct 20 2:20 p.m.)
(Oct 20 2:20 p.m.)

Eventually, the acorns will finish dropping.  The positive aspect of that (as opposed to the not so positive, such as tripping on them) is the smaller chance of being hit in the head by one.

Mixed colors. (Oct 15 5:31 p.m.)
Mixed colors. (Oct 15 5:31 p.m.)

The plant growing through one of the porch railings is now a bit yellow…

(Oct 21 2:52 p.m.)
Misty day. (Oct 21 2:52 p.m.)

On a final note, something rare happened today.  One of the chipmunks around the property (for the house) was foraging for food.  It was so small, and it squeaked with a pitch high enough that it could be mistaken for a bird, much like one chipmunk that hid behind a board from me weeks ago.  In the middle of my daily walk, I managed to stand still for a while, and watched as it sifted through leaves, moved its little tail and hopped on to a fallen branch.  It ignored the falling acorns, and apparently took the rain as a green light (or yellow, moving with caution) from predatory danger.  The cuteness didn’t last, though.  I had to stretch; doing so scared it into hiding under leaves.  It soon began squeaking in terror, so I had to walk on.  After that, another one began to call out from the trees, southward, possibly for the one in hiding.  I couldn’t keep track of them all, of course.

…Well, that’s it for now.  Stay tuned for a food post.  Guess where I finally went. 🙂

Sax player in the park. (Oct 17 4:34 p.m.)
Sax player by the park. (Digital zoom.) (Oct 17 4:34 p.m.)

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