Here are some gleaming moments from the land on Tuesday.
The morning greeted us with a show of lace across the field. The first frost made a striking skirt around the sun loving goldenrod.
As the crystals melted and the sun settled our goosebumps, the trees and seedpods of the Hollow revealed their new jewel toned wardrobe. The clear rushing water escorted the gems downstream, as if to usher in the stars of fall.
See the stipules? The little underdeveloped leaves? A signature of the Willow genus.
They were hiding in the island of thicket.
A search for clay.