Sunday Color

We went searching for color this afternoon. We followed the road out of town and instead of going to the west...we decided to go in the opposite direction. We drove slowly up Kennedy Hill Road...where was all the color? Through Severson Dells Forest Preserve...no color here. Over to Bishop Lane Retreat and the same story. The trees are pretty much done here. The color just wasn't here this year. Maybe too hot and dry for good color.Coming back to our neighborhood...we found it. It was at our house. Here are a few pictures of the color in our yard. Those vibrant purple asters. They are starting to take over the corner. I'll divide them in the spring.

The mums across the front porch. Another shade of purple. They are full of bees at this time of year.

Our little Autumn Blaze maple tree. It is putting on a good show. The leaves are starting to come down today. I hate to think of winter.

The American Cranberry with the sun shining on it. This picture was taken last year...it wasn't as vibrant this year. It just goes to show you...the grass isn't always greener on the other side. Our neighborhood has been pretty....not as pretty as past years, but we should be thankful for what we have. Fall color is a gift from God I think. It's a reward for all the hard work we gardeners did all summer long. When the color is over...it will be time to put the garden to rest...and we will rest too.

Balisha