The natural world, our world, changes both subtly and radically. This is why there is an inexhaustible source of material for this blog. Yesterday, in Prospect Park:
The Upper Pool’s duckweed, emerald green in summer, has darkened.
The glory of the northeast, the Sugar Maple, Acer saccharum, is in fine form, and deserves multiple views. 
Two different trees were the models here.
There were three Eastern Bluebirds, an uncommon bird in the park, in the Sparrowbowl, as birders call the nook between the Tennis and Picnic Houses. The notion of the “bluebird of happiness” has a long history, and I find it very true. It made me happy to see them.
Returning to the red theme, glossy variation: there is a magnificent Black Tupelo, Nyssa sylvatica, (a.k.a. Blackgum, Sourgum, etc.) near the Boy Scout/Teddy Roosevelt plaque. Eyeballing it, I would say it is one of the fattest-boled trees in the park.
Autumn in Prospect Park
4 responses to “Autumn in Prospect Park”
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“The natural world, our world, changes both subtly and radically. This is why there is an inexhaustible source of material for this blog.” So true. And then, the more you look, the more you see. That is a transformative fact about curiosity in general, and a naturalist’s curiosity in particular, don’t you think?
Beautiful leaves, and I feel happy just to read about your three bluebirds – although I do so want to see even one.
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I do think so. “If you see something, say something” is my guiding rule, in a different sort of way than the official urge.
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Thanks for the leaf pictures. They’re all on the ground in Northern Vermont.
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Thank you for the leaf updates. I needed that.
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