…November is not the spectacle that October is, and it always sweeps me away with its simple beauty. The bare branches and inky skies, the small bursts of color, mostly subdued but also a few dashes with intensity similar to those of last month.
A most remarkable presence in the November landscape is the Tamarack (Larix laricina). They are often found in small groves, nearly invisible until revealed in gold among the gray, and they linger long enough to make me forget Fall is nearly at an end. Either in the gray, leafless woods or against the blue sky, they are stunning.