Changing garden Psychedelic colors and textures abound, overwhelming visual senses, nearly to the point of needing a warning message because of the affects it may have upon the viewer. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Fire walk Halloween is around the corner, but nature is the treat here, with fiery hues lighting up the surrounding flora and giving the illusion that a journey up the brick walkway might be perilous. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Fanciful foliage Color popping scenery which seems other worldly is the reason leaf peepers travel hundreds of miles to dispel the disbelief and witness for themselves the miracle of nearly mythical proportions that have been described to them. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Prairiefire crabapple Warm days and cool nights spark the shift of lush leaves of green into flaming fronds and ripen the last fruits of the year so that critters of all kinds might have enough to survive the coming cold season. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Native hydrangea In early summer the big-leaf cousin of this hydrangea gets all the attention in New England with its showy blue flowers, but in late-summer the creamy white heads of this variety turn to a lovely blushing pink as a subtle reminder of their enduring beauty. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Foliage collage Early autumn in New England is like watching the pure pigments squeezed fresh from the tube directly onto an artist's pallet - visitors from the cadmium family of greens, yellows, oranges and reds. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Eastside Brook Seeing the course that nature takes through the woods seems much like the trek a child might take, not a straight line of the easiest path, but a rambling one - hopping along the tops of larger rocks, stepping over fallen trees, stopping to inspect the waters of the deeper pools, finding a... Continue Reading →

Sandy trek Somewhere out of view we can hear the soft churn of the ocean waves upon the shore, perhaps just beyond this rise of sandy dunes and over the same course that deep tracks of footsteps and wheeled vehicles journeyed before us today or many days passed. Words and images by Michael J. Hall

Pink zinnia Hovering over this zinnia blossom is a solitary honey bee vigorously searching for nectar to feed the hive for the survival of its fragile offspring - labor day indeed! Words and images by Michael J. Hall

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