I ventured out to the mailbox this morning, the sun well up and the thermometer at freezing. Last week's storm blew most of the remaining leaves from the trees, but the sugar maple still flames and the mulberries are showing some green.
Milkweed skeletons hold their seeds to the wind...
And goldenrod seed heads catch the early sun's rays.
A flock of a dozen white-crowned sparrows flit between the rugosa rose hedge and the field, foretelling the coming winter.
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