Whether we call it fall, autumn, or the landscape’s last hurrah before winter, the winding down of the natural year is upon is in the Adirondacks, and it’s, as always, glorious. Sometimes the colors are brilliant, and sometimes, as in the image above (taken near our house along the Saranac River), they’re rich but muted. The images that follow round up a few of those I’ve captured in recent weeks at our place and nearby. If you have no plans to be here soon, it’s not too early to start thinking about 2020. September and October are magnificent months for a walk.
Above, my daughter paddles a solo Hornbeck canoe on a remote pond in the McKenzie Mountain Wilderness. I carried the canoe, which weighs a mere fifteen pounds, two miles and a little more to reach the pond. It was covered with water shields (providing most of the color above, and also seen below), white water lilies, and bullhead lilies.
Below are more images to give a sense of the visual wonders of the season.