The garden is slowly being covered by leaves. When the sun hit our fence the morning after our first frost it looked like it was on fire. I knew the impatiens would soon be melted and the rest of the plants would suffer. Fall marks the demise of the garden and all the nurturing ends. The resident doves were gone but visit with the other small animals who frequent the garden.
One of the things I dislike about fall is deer hunting. There really is no need for it. I do not get the concept of killing for pleasure, even if you eat the meat. You have to be extra careful driving around here.
Last Sunday we went for a ride to Letchworth State Park. It was packed with people looking at the leaves and the aftermath of a lot of rain.
At the beginning of the Park is a dam that stops the Genesee River from flooding all the way to Rochester. There are always big buzzards and eagles that fly around. The gorge behind it is the park. You cannot hike down in the gorge but there are many beautiful spots to stop and enjoy from the top.
The kids love the cooler weather and playing in the leaves.