The trees are beginning to look autumnal and with the more pesky elements of the bug world wiped out or at least slowed down by the temps in the 40's, it's time to head back to Mosquito Hill.
A bit of red from the sumac, always the first to turn.
Others are definitely taking on a golden glow.
There's a little spookiness . . .
and mushroominess . . .
and creepiness, eek!
(Just for clarification this is exactly how Nick and I found this scene on the trail.)
Back to the golden trails . . .
past the prairie. . .
stopping by the Frog Pond. . .
and down to the oxbow lake.
Where the wild rice is looking ripe . . .
and there's a hint of the fall colors to come.
Hope everyone had an enjoyable weekend!