The Last Holdouts
The others have gone, given up their grip. Time to let go for the season is over. Others will follow but first must come winter. Departures witnessed by the last holdouts.
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At the End: Shining Like a Star
Sometimes beauty emerges at the end. This one leaf, among all of the others, is dying early yet outshines its many healthy brethern. This little scene was along the trail in Medina County’s Hubbard Valley Park.
Sun shines through a huge tropical leaf.
We decided to check out the recently-opened, still-under-development Miller Nature Preserve in Avon, Ohio. Though inside city limits, the preserve consists of 78 acres of wooded land, now set aside as a natural green space. Congratulations to Avon and Lorain County for giving yourselves this great gift! Sitting at the edge of the wooded expanse is a lovely nature center with a 5,000 square-foot conservatory. We had a very relaxing time walking amongst the tropical plants, enjoying their shapes and colors in the late-afternoon February sun. We’ll return this summer to explore trails on the property. Until then, we were very impressed by the great indoors.
Rain beads on a bent leaf.
It has been cold, and wet, and dark. Sometimes, between rains, the heavy dew, and the rain, and the subdued light bring a beauty of their own to the world. This morning, between showers, I stepped outside to see what diamonds there were to be discovered.
Beads rest on a curved bridge of iris leaf in the garden.
We did some utility running around today but eventually wound up at the Lorain County Metro Parks' French Creek Reservation. We took a little hike there on their well-groomed woodland trails. We also visited their temporary exhibit of captive butterflies. The outdoor tent was a bit cramped but it was fun sharing the space with flowering plants, fluttering butterflies, and other interested folks. We ended our outing with dinner at Max & Erma's where we enjoyed spicy black bean burgers with dark green side salads. A long, warm day but a good one!
A pair of leaves hang from the tree for their last few days together. Already their thin, waxy skins are deteriorating. Soon they will be dust. Beauty at my own back door.
