Three valleys branch out south of Chimacum. The main road to points east and south runs through Beaver Valley. The next valley west is Center Valley. It has more land under cultivation and some lovely views from the highway.
Another shot of Lake Leland. Not a bad place to have a house.
This is a Reflection Friday photo.
About 26 miles southeast of Port Townsend and about 5 miles north of Quilcene sits Lake Leland. It’s a pretty little lake a bit more than a mile and a half long. While much of the shoreline is forested, there are a number of houses and cabins. There is a State campground across the access road, though that’s closed now that tourist season is past. You’ll often see people fishing the lake in small boats. Speed boating and water skiing are frowned upon.
A neighbor took his grandson fishing here last week and caught a rainbow trout, or the grandkid did. There are also some bass in the deeper parts of the lake.
I’ve complained about the lack of nice autumn color this year. Just because it is not as spectacular as normal doesn’t mean that it isn’t still pretty. I should just shut up, take pictures and enjoy the lovely fall.
It’s funny how many times we can look at something and not really see it. This dragon statue is in the kids’ playground in H.J. Carroll Park in Chimacum. I’ve walked past it hundreds of times. Last time I was there I finally saw this view of the dragon where it looks like its headed to attack the pavilion.
Euonymus alata is a shrub commonly known as burning bush. While it isn’t a tree, it is probably the most reliable plant for fall color. For most of the year the shrub is fairly ordinary looking but now, wow!
I know that it’s been a few days since I’ve last posted. I have to admit that I burned out after posting every day for over a year. I’m not quitting. Just needed a rest.
This year is not a great one for fall colors in our area. Trees that normally offer up a good show are simply dropping leaves before they turn. Those that do turn are only doing so with some of their leaves. The other leaves just turn brown. So, I’ll see this as an opportunity to focus more closely on the signs of fall we do have.
Here we see a bunch of rose hips on a rugosa rose in H. J. Carroll Park in Chimacum. These are about an inch in diameter and quite tasty.
It’s that time of year again. As I sit here looking out my window, the wind blows trees to and fro and rain patters on the roof. It’s nice of the trees to send us a colorful goodbye to warm and sunny days.
This poor little guy was almost motionless on the ground by the living room windows. It probably flew into them and stunned itself. I hung around while it gradually got more active and mobile so the crows wouldn’t come down and eat him. Might as well take the opportunity to capture a photo or two.
Watch out, there’s fungus among us. At least in the trails of Fort Townsend there are more mushrooms than I’ve ever seen anywhere around here. During mid day you can actually smell them while walking. From these little ones to mushrooms over a foot across, it’s quite a sight.