Natures layers of texture and soft color
We let the surrounding field grow this year for a change and now it has turned golden... it makes a beautiful contrast against the treeline.
The Mountain Ash along the driveway and the surrounding hedgerow borders,
are laden with berries...We have always tried to encourage native plants and shrubs that feed the birds and wildlife... and I love how the color brightens everything up.... soon the birds will find them. The Robins and Cedar Waxwings love them.
As I was wandering around in the warmth and calmness of the morning, taking pictures, Church bells began ringing.
It was Sunday... It was pretty special.
I can see 3 Church steeples from up here, this is the closest one down on Main St.
...there are even a few bright red berries on the Holly bush this year.
Love these 3 Sisters... They are Spruce Trees.
....might be almost time to carefully prune a couple of the trees in front of them so the view is better exposed.
Blueberries and cranberries, in season, grow just below them to the right on the sandstone bluff... intermixed with low growing juniper.
If it seems I am obsessed with the view of Quaco Head jutting out into the bay... I am.
In all weather conditions it is the highlight of my view... It never disappoints...
it shows what is happening with the mighty tides.... coming in, heading out, high tide, low tide..
and the way the light changes on its surface as it moves from east to west.
I love the way the morning sun highlights the eastern exposure of the houses in the distance.
It feels cozy here in the hidden firepit when a fire is snap, crackle and popping.
White Flocks at the corner of the greenhouse.
The children's camp tucked into the trees.
The Virginia Creeper changed from green to crimson without me even noticing..
How time sneaks up on a person.
The natural world is taking a well deserved rest... a new season has settled in
... a lovely place to have our coffee and tea this morning. Fresh air, beautiful view and birds flitting back and forth, church bells ringing...
we sat in wondrous contemplation...
The Rosa Rugosa is still treating us with blooms scattered here and there. such a hardy shrub... rarely needs tending.
Fall has arrived and its only just begun.
Photographs taken by me, Gwen Buchanan, early Sunday morning, Sept. 28
from up on the Big Red Rock, St. Martins, New Brunswick.
Desideratum Art Studio.
