It’s a tossup for the most depressing end of a season between late late fall and late winter.
While winter tends to linger, and slushy, gray snow, cold wind and barren trees can get a bit maddening by the end of February. But the end of fall, when all of the wild colors fade to subtle brown, when the dead leaves crack and curl in their piles, and the empty trees creak in the chilling winds, well, it’s a real bummer.
These are the last photos I took of the season, just a few days before a fierce blizzard blew in with winter.
It’s all sticks, save for a few red berries. There are even a few photos of my barn, which seems to frown in the cold.
Enjoy the photos.
This next batch of photos comes from late fall, but not the end of fall. As you’ll see in later photos, this period of the season still had plenty of color left in it.
Now that winter is here, having dumped more than two feet of snow on Long Island this weekend, it’s time for my usual scramble to get my photos from the previous season online. You’ll see handful of posts coming in the next few days.
