Days are shorter, nights are longer. We’re entering the nighttime of the year.
In our silhouetted landscape, moonrises are spectacular. (This is the Breaver, or Frost, or Snow Moon that occurs in November.)
The heavy moon is huge when it first emerges. Really huge.
As it rises, it becomes smaller in proportion to the horizon.
Just like us.
It’s late fall. We’ve lost all the blazing reds, oranges and yellows of the leaves.
But we see more of the blazing pink sunsets as the naked trees brace themselves for winter.
Everyone seems to flock to Asticou in the spring to see the color of the azeleas.
But gee whiz, fall is spectacular. Martha Stewart thinks so too. She has some nice descriptions of individual specimens on her blog.
Learn more about Asticou and see it in the spring.
Even Mother Nature’s decorating for the season.
Just look what she’s done to brighten up the gardens during these short days.
These tiny crabapples not only look pretty, but must taste pretty good to wintering birds.
The prettiest mornings in Maine often involve mist, especially along the coast.
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