Will 2011 Be The Colorless Autumn?

People worry we won’t have fall foliage. I’m not sure I disagree. What’s outside my window is very disheartening.

The emails and Facebook posts have begun to arrive. People worry we won’t have fall foliage. I’m not sure I disagree. What’s outside my window is very disheartening.

First things first. It’s early. Maybe I’m just looking too hard for something that shouldn’t be here yet?

On the other hand I read Ed Mahony’s article a few weeks ago in the Courant. He interview Chris Martin, forestry director for the state Department of Energy and Environmental Protection.

Property owners have already begun to notice brown splotches on withered or curling leaves, mostly on their maples. In some cases, they are reporting that the trees are losing leaves prematurely. The problem is more common in moist, low-lying areas like the Connecticut River Valley than on higher, drier hills, Martin said.

He said the culprits were a family of fungi called anthracnose and a separate species called tar spot. Both are always present in stands of hardwood trees, but become a problem during unusually wet growing seasons.

“These are things that are always in the background,” Martin said. “The spores become active in the spring each year. Normally, summer gets dry enough that they die off. This year because of a wet spring, with August being as wet as it was and certainly because of the tropical storms of recent weeks, it has got these guys going.”

On maples, anthracnose creates purplish-brown areas along leaf veins and larger, irregular brown spots between the veins. It creates scattered brown spots or splotches on oaks that look like scorch marks. Tar spot causes spots that look as if they were caused by drops of tar.

What he described is what I’m seeing in the trees around my house. There are a few splotches of color. They’re unusual enough to stand out like a gray patch in an otherwise dark head-of-hair.

I’m hopeful, but not optimistic.

He’s Blowing Leaves… Again

I appreciate his dedication to task. But doesn’t he realize leaf blowing now is like peeing in the ocean?

Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. The sound is low and throaty and loud. It is full of vibrato. It penetrates my walls. It is one of my neighbors blowing leaves again. This is the fourth weekend in a row!

It’s not that I don’t want to be a good neighbor. I do. I appreciate his dedication to task. But doesn’t he realize leaf blowing now is like peeing in the ocean?

At the moment leaves are drizzling. A few weeks from now they’ll be pouring off the trees. Think lemmings jumping of a cliff. The extra little bit he’d leave by not blowing today wouldn’t even be noticed!

Is this my sentence for the next month, listening to this leaf blower’s leaf blower? When’s sunset?

It’s Raining Acorns

During the summer I sometimes walk to the mailbox in bare feet. Not now unless I want an acorn related injury.

Autumn like spring is a season of transition. Once again New England will be brightly lit in color after a summer of soothing green. In spring everything is born. In autumn everything is dying.

You can hear the transition in the leaves. Their noise in the wind is different now. They’re less able to stand firm. There’s more flutter.

It’s begun to rain acorns.

At first while sitting alone in the family room late at night I wondered what the pinging sound coming from the deck was. I’ve got it figured out now.

During the summer you can walk to our mailbox in bare feet. Not now… now unless you want an acorn related injury.

Fall is pretty, but I know where this is heading.