Sunday, November 02, 2008

rebel larches

While most of the other tamaracks have given up the gold, this grove, as it does every year, is hanging in there, some even still green. I can't help but think of Dylan Thomas:

Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light


It is 5:00 PM now, and the light is dying fast here as we enter the darkest time of the year.

4 comments:

Lynne said...

I NEED to be up north...

Deb said...

Lynne- I have seen more snow buntings in more places this year, already, than I saw all last winter. And I think there are flocks of crossbills flying around, but I can never get them to sit still so I can identify them! They sound different though.

Heidi said...

We have one near the house that's just reaching its peak, too. What a treat!

Jayne said...

I really hate this time change, I just do. I hate it being dark so darn early. Last night, we barely made it up past 9PM... yuck.