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Signs of the Season: Winter

November 1 is the beginning of Winter according to the Celtic calendar.

What signs of Winter are appearing where you live?

November 6, 2007
Kay in Ohio writes:

What happens to Autumn? – it never seems to last here in Sylvania, OH...it’s like that old cartoon joke of the trees dumping their leaves in one swell THUMP!!! Must be why Ohioans call it FALL!

Decided to walk to the library today to vote, gas being what it is I am conserving more and remembering the enjoyment of walking, and was nearly frozen stiff by the time I arrived...a blustery and cold morning. I watched a lawn man struggle with leaves for the curb...”You should wait for the wind to finish.” I told him; he nodded in assent with a grin...believe it or not we had 90* temps two weeks ago and our peak color was just this last weekend!

That wind! Makes one shudder to think what global warming is carrying to us...everything bigger, faster, wetter, dryer...

I bow my head to my ancestors and understand their fear of the coming Winter season...

November 5, 2007
Riognach in New York writes:

Long Island has been questonably "blessed" with a long, warm autumn this year. It is November 5th, and the trees are just beginning to turn. Bittersweet berries are still in their golden husks, zinnias, nasturiums, chrysanthumums, cannas and feverfew still blossom.

The only flowers that seem on time are the tall stands of late fall-blooming pineapple sage. These annual plants, which I set out each spring as small grey-green affairs no more than 5 or 6 inches high, are now as tall as my 6 foot husband. They have leaves that smell deliciously like fresh-cut pineapple, and long bracts of brilliant, lipstick red flowers. Usually, at this time of year the flowers are one, most of the leaves are off the trees, and the pineapple sage is an unusual and arresting sight in full bloom. We always plant several of them in our different gardens, and know that in November they will be vivid.

It is odd, this early dark of return to EST and the cooling air, with summer flowers lingering on. The pink mandevilla vine by the front porch twines itself into the moonflowers, white saucers unfurling at twilight. In the back yard, the slender, dead wild cherry, too graceful to cut, supports pale blue and white striped morning glories, still in flower and climbing 20 feet or more into the branches. The birds love this tree. It died this past spring after our new neighbor changed his grade, creating a small mudslide that covered a part of our newly built deck after a heavy rainstorm. The relandscaping that became necessary for us injured the tree roots, and killed my friend, the wild cherry, that I had allowed to grow on our back slope. I planted an evergreen, a balsam fir, in which to place winter offerings to the birds who weather the winter on Long Island. Then I realized they chose to sit in the cherry anyway, leaves or not. It's graceful form remains, and so do many of the birds who should be winging to warmer places by now. It does not feel like November. If it were not for the pineapple sage's rowdy, scarlet blooming, and a few swamp maples in bright colour down at the beach, I would think this a very cold August, or perhaps only mid-September.


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