The landscape lay reeling and depleted, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to show her age in the harsh light of the August sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to…

The trees steeled themselves against the leaden gray sky like valiant soldiers awaiting battle.  Soft breezes quickly turned to fierce bursts, and the trees became animated and agitated as masses of foliage were ripped violently from their limbs, crashing to the ground. The carefree nature of Fall seemed to have become more solemn and serious as we neared…

  Change is in the air.  Cool, crisp change.  The first day of Fall is Sunday, September 23rd, and I for one welcome it with open arms.  Now, is a busy time in our yards and gardens as we take advantage of the perfect growing conditions and prepare for the winter…

  The winds of change are in the air, almost palpable, as our attention begins to shift from Summer and its carefree nature to the more frenetic, frenzied schedule of Fall.  Some may say, we use this time to prepare for the long winter months ahead, much like our squirrel friends…

  Silken was the frosted air, rushing through the trees, quaking every leaf as the ripened, caramelized sun flickered through the canopy.   A shower of crimson, gold, and tangerine foliage glided through the cloudless, turquoise sky, gathering  underfoot, mirroring the trees above.   Autumn offers a feast for the senses, glazed in saccharine…

  The mellow, ripened sun set the landscape ablaze in its shimmering, saffron glow.  Leaves, here and there, had been kissed in tones of umber, vermilion, scarlet and smoky plum.  The verdant greens of Spring and Summer give way to the deep, varied, rich tones of Autumn’s pallet.  And the show…

  Blanched and pallid, cracked and withered, the landscape was slowly succumbing to the dry, repressive heat.  Lawns crackled and crunched underfoot as they lay dormant and drained.  Desiccated leaves scraped and scratched their way along the ground.  The soil resembled a great jigsaw puzzle as drought fissures became more…

  Sailing quietly towards the ground, twirling upon the breeze, leaves began to tumble and drift, peppering the lawn below.  Serene and lovely, mesmerizing and therapeutic, nature was tranquil, wholly at ease.   Technically, this Friday marks the official first day of Fall, and signs are all around us, save for…

  Glittering, golden dusk flooded the landscape as the trees blushed in the gilded light, and the grasses swayed and rushed as the sun swiftly receded, surrendering wholly to twilight.   August too conceded, and with it, any remnants of Summer.  Autumn is upon us and changes are afoot.  Cooler temperatures, diminishing…

As the Linden begins to shed her utilitarian, green overcoat, her gilded gown beneath reveals itself as she prepares for the long awaited autumnal ball.  The Maples too have started to slough their summer attire, and acorns abound, littering the ground below.  Soon, the landscape will be transformed, once again, as we turn yet another seasonal chapter….

  Summer, like an aging starlet, once young and fetching, wears her heart upon her sleeve.  Fading looks and waning attention give her a melancholy air, and the future seems destined to carry on without her.  Soon, Summer will be nothing more than a hazy memory, no longer in the spot light.  September,…

I am thoroughly enjoying Fall and all its precious gifts.  The weather has been nothing short of magical, and the trees do not disappoint.  Every day, a new color reveals itself, and with each blustery gust, our lawns are dappled and decorated.  The sun too has mellowed in its low slung arc, lending a…