Day 8: It's not a spectacular year for colour here in the mountains. Reds and oranges aren't as vivid as they might be, and yellows lack something in enthusiasm as well. Nevertheless, these little spots of beauty draw the eye and brighten the landscape in one last grand performance before the greys and browns of winter take the stage. My vining hydrangea (left) has fully recovered from an unfortunate encounter with a lawn mower a few years ago, and now covers its trellis on the garage wall, in full view from the kitchen window. The vine maples at the edge of the yard (middle) and across the street are blushing, and even compete with their larger Big-leaf cousin (right) for Best of Show. Nature schools us in the beauty of diversity, if only we will heed her lesson and open our eyes to the wonder of it.
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