The leaves have fallen and turned to a brown carpet on the ground, and the trees are bare. The predominant colors are brown and gray, with some stray red leaves and berries here and there. But it's not quite Winter yet, and while there's frost in the mornings, the afternoon air is still mild. This is the waiting time, waiting for Winter to arrive and maybe, just maybe, some snow.
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| The old railroad trestle on the Dykeman Walking Trail |
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| A section of the Dykeman Walking Trail |
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| Asian Bittersweet berries in the Dykeman Spring wetland |
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| The Dykeman Park creek flows under the railroad tracks |
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| Autumn reflections in the north duck pond |
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| A pond-side bench under a spreading Maple |
© 2017 by A. Roy Hilbinger
Driving to the library today, I saw a huge plastic snowman on someone's lawn. It seemed so weird to see it standing there, in late November, on a lawn not covered with snow.
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