silk sheets under a leaf coverlet

i sometimes watch our chickens waddle through hip-high piles of fallen leaves when i’ve thrown them some kitchen scraps, and somehow, without seeming to be looking, they will suddenly stab with their beaks and snap up a morsel of orange squash, or a red apple peel, that look just about exactly like the orange maple leaves and red oak leaves surrounding them. people talk about having eagle eyes or hawk eyes, but i think they should refer to chicken eyes with equal respect. in any case, i appear to have acquired a pair of chicken eyes when it comes to spotting objects in the woods. i can’t tell you why this giant silkworm cocoon stood out from among all the other clusters of brown leaves in the woods today. i certainly wasn’t looking for it. but i sure pounced, and snapped it up.

giant silkmoth cocoon (cecropias, polyphemus, or prometheas)

grass lake trail, saint paul, minnesota

 

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my heart bursts

i decided today, after an outpouring of love and support for yesterday’s image and for this whole quirky project of mine, that i needed to stop and just say thank you. i spent yesterday in a multi-subject conversation across several media with a community as meaningful and real as any i’ve participated in, virtual or not. i felt inspired and rewarded and included. so. stop. thank you.

unidentified early november leaves

grass lake trail, saint paul, minnesota

 

  • margie says:

    you are loved

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  • your images are exquisite…thank you for helping all of us to see the beauty in the simple…

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    • Oh Amy, that is what I was hoping to do with STILL blog…share simple beauty!
      You made my day!

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fall in a bottle

the colors this fall were extraordinary. i wanted to bottle them, so i could pull them out of the cupboard in march when i will need a boost to get through until spring. take one tablespoon of sumac red, mrs. hoffman, and call me in late april.

dried and crushed sumac leaves

saint paul, minnesota

  • Oh my, this needs to be a print, this needs to be a print !! Gorgeous ! oxox

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  • margie says:

    i love when i come across colourful autumn leaves that i have tucked into books. We are so blessed to live somewhere where colours spread across the sky and ground.

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  • Rags Edward says:

    Well…it’s just gorgeous! Nature’s watercolors!

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common oddities

this weed couldn’t have looked more obvious when i came upon it. like some bristle armed alien marching out of the prairie. yet i have probably walked past this very stem one hundred times since april, and never noticed it until today. there it was, one step off the trail i walk most frequently with the dog. really? an entire spring, summer, and fall of walks, and now we meet? perhaps we have met before, and you just dyed your hair or got new glasses…

trailside weed

rice creek regional trail, saint paul, minnesota

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relics

it’s the last day of october. we had one of the most colorful falls in memory here in minnesota. but the north winds rolled down from canada this week and like the glaciers several hundred thousand years before them, they haven’t left much in their wake. we have some really nice soil, some piles of terminal moraine, and these damaged mementos of a colorful past. now it’s time to square our shoulders and face northward with stiff nordic upper lips.

late october leaves

grass lake, saint paul, minnesota

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