The dogs and I were hiking a section of the Rutland Trail (see also previous two posts) and had gotten farther than ever before because someone had built a bridge over a formerly inundated section. Other spots were still wet, however, and I tried to keep the dogs from drinking out of the shallow pools:
Red Clover was in bloom along the trail. Certainly a common plant, it still surprised me to see flowers in bloom so late in the season:
Virgin's Bower Clematis seed heads made for a striking, autumn display:
When we returned to an access point to the main body of water, I encouraged the dogs to drink there instead of from puddles along the trail:
We were a happy group, making our way back along the trail:
The wind began to pick up as we arrived back at the bridge, and it was gusting with enough force that I wondered if a big storm was brewing. It turned out to be only wind, however, and merely added to the spirit of autumn in the air:
The dogs have seen so much water lately that they are enjoying it more than they used to:
And Beavers were clearly nearby. I wondered if the bush on the left had been Ironwood, but I never found out:
And then we came to a spot where the dogs could wade into shallow water, causing much excitement and merrymaking. I've seldom seen the dogs so happy. Perhaps it was a plot to get my car muddy, revenge for my not letting them run amok on the trail:
But when the fun was over, we kept walking:
This was an Insect Gall on a Goldenrod stem, a common sight along the edge of the trail:
Some places were so stunningly beautiful that I had to snap a photo. Notice the water and cattails in the center of the picture. These were marshes, and there was nowhere for a person to leave the trail:
Seamus and Fergus, my two "Poodly" hikers:
This Chicory flower caught me by surprise. Chicory quit blooming a long time ago. This was indeed a strange year, with warmer temperatures later into the season:
Jack often let the way, followed by Seamus, Daphne and Clover. Fergus often trots along at my side and that's what he was doing when I snapped this picture. We were almost back to the roadside where I'd parked, so I put the dogs on leashes and finished our hike. This trail is only 3 or 4 miles from home, a valuable asset:
Thursday, November 2, 2017
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
Autumn On The Rutland Trail - Part 2
The dogs and I were hiking on a section of the Rutland Trail on a fine autumn day (see also Part 1, posted yesterday). The scenery was magnificent:
I saw these Milkweed seedpods and wanted a picture. As common as Milkweeds are, I seldom see the exploding seedpods. These always remind me of my childhood, when I wandered the fields behind our house:
The dogs were happy and exploring every inch of the trail ahead of me:
There wasn't much color except for Red Maple saplings:
Paper Birch grew along the trail:
And Wild Ginger. Alas, I've never seen their odd flowers, which are born beneath the leaves in April and May:
These cones notified me that there were White Pines nearby:
Not that the trees were hidden. Indeed, they were the tallest trees along the trail:
This section of trail runs through wetlands, and water in one form or another borders both sides of the trail. There are "No Trespassing" signs in places, but with all the water, I couldn't see how anyone could stray from the path:
We arrived at the spot which previously had a foot of water covering the trail as the pond on the right emptied itself into the marsh on the left. But this time, someone had built a bridge and we were able to keep exploring. Previously, I'd always had to turn around here:
The pond on the right was large, bigger than it appears in this picture, and beautiful:
But the bushes began to grow up along the trail, hiding the water on both sides:
And we came to another bridge, this one a steel grid with rubber mats over it. We'd never been this far before so I didn't know if it was new or not:
And despite the late season, I began to find wildflowers in bloom. These were Heart-Leaved Aster:
Tall Meadow-Rue was not in bloom, but its distinctive leaves gave it away. I'll post Part 3 tomorrow:
I saw these Milkweed seedpods and wanted a picture. As common as Milkweeds are, I seldom see the exploding seedpods. These always remind me of my childhood, when I wandered the fields behind our house:
The dogs were happy and exploring every inch of the trail ahead of me:
There wasn't much color except for Red Maple saplings:
Paper Birch grew along the trail:
And Wild Ginger. Alas, I've never seen their odd flowers, which are born beneath the leaves in April and May:
These cones notified me that there were White Pines nearby:
Not that the trees were hidden. Indeed, they were the tallest trees along the trail:
This section of trail runs through wetlands, and water in one form or another borders both sides of the trail. There are "No Trespassing" signs in places, but with all the water, I couldn't see how anyone could stray from the path:
We arrived at the spot which previously had a foot of water covering the trail as the pond on the right emptied itself into the marsh on the left. But this time, someone had built a bridge and we were able to keep exploring. Previously, I'd always had to turn around here:
The pond on the right was large, bigger than it appears in this picture, and beautiful:
But the bushes began to grow up along the trail, hiding the water on both sides:
And we came to another bridge, this one a steel grid with rubber mats over it. We'd never been this far before so I didn't know if it was new or not:
And despite the late season, I began to find wildflowers in bloom. These were Heart-Leaved Aster:
Tall Meadow-Rue was not in bloom, but its distinctive leaves gave it away. I'll post Part 3 tomorrow:
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