Fat grasshoppers and noisy crickets. Bumblebees built for cooler weather. Darting moths stirred up by our presence. Palm Warblers absent the rufus polls of springtime, but their tails as derrick-like as ever. A falcon shoots by, too quick for us. We curse the god-damned helicopters, a constant curse over the island.
And a few days later on the flank of the Harbor Hill Moraine. There was just a scurrying bird in here, probably a Common Yellow-throat, since that’s their style.
And one more patch, in the Native Flora Garden, which is stellar right now, above and below.
Autumn Meadows
5 responses to “Autumn Meadows”
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The beauty of these pictures sent me crying. Thank you.
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I’ve never appreciated autumnal wildflowers as much as this year. Got a few more to post soon.
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Such lovely pictures!!
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Thank you, Crystal. Overcast days on each of these visits made for interesting images.
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Hi, Matthew. I appreciate how you feature nature, through the seasons, in the middle of urban life. New York and San Francisco have similar challenges – marine or brackish waterfront on most sides, confined footprint due to location, and tons of people, all forms of resident and tourists alike. I love how both cities have carved out natural areas via various park programs. While I live a bit south of S.F. and am more familiar with it compared to my few visits to N.Y., I do like both places. Has your namesake hurricane affected NYC? I looked on a map and saw Governors Island was near Red Hook, a name I recognized from the devastation that was Sandy. Hope you’re well.
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