As my faithful readers know, I like to find beauty in the everyday scenes most people walk by. Now I'm not saying most people lack the "beauty gene" that allows them to see what I see, just that most people have such busy lives that they just don't take a moment and look around at their surroundings. Hurricane/Tropical Storm Irene's damage has been pretty much cleared from most yards and of course, roads, but the woods and non-landscaped areas still show plenty of the aftermath. Click images to enlarge.
Above, a large limb on Pink Gardens' property pushed aside into the swampy area next to our driveway. The limb also brought down Bittersweet vines (Celestrus orbiculatus), which are now shedding their protective green seed cases allowing their yellow and orange colors to shine. The abstract nature of the graying dead limbs, the bright seeds and the bright blue sky reflected in the shallow waters, really caught my eye.
Close-up of the Bittersweet berries tangled with the dead twigs and leaves.
Another tangled web of "pretty!"
Dead Black-Eyed Susans (Rudbekia) in a small garden next to the wooden boardwalk I take into town. The dark seed pods are silhouetted against the bright green grass creating a polk-dot effect. I really enjoy finding patterns in nature. Some people see dead flowers and I see polka-dots. 'Nuff said!
A large branch broke off a White Oak tree (Quercus alba) next to the Amtrak railroad tracks. It's lodged in a fork in the tree trunk about 30 feet up, drooping all the way to the ground. It's not near enough the tracks for Amtrak to worry about, and it's far enough away from the owner's house to not worry about, lol. As the rounded-lobe leaves dry and brown, they curl and create an almost jigsaw puzzle appearance. Apparently some White Oaks have lived to the ripe old age of 600 years! Next to the sidewalk on my way to town, I stood and stared at this array of leaves, finding patterns in patterns, for a good 10 minutes. I'm sure my already-strange reputation in town was enhanced by staring at a dead tree limb that long, lol.
I swear you could fit the rounded lobes of these oak leaves into each other, just like a giant jigsaw puzzle. Their color, as they dry and die, varies from a plain solid beige, to a slight pinkish tint with a silver glaze-effect. Some of them are slightly shiny on the undersides.