This has been a strange autumn in Connecticut. (Note: now you know where I was headed yesterday before my 2014 post derailed my train of thought). We’ve had very cold days, very warm days, windy-rainy days, foggy days and clear days. Actually, all of that is normal for fall in CT. What we haven’t had is a consistent turning of the leaves. Oh, we have had our share of beautiful colors, but the trees didn’t get their collective act together. They were more like independent dancers than a well-choreographed troop.
Some people say it’s because it was too dry. Some say it was too wet. Some say we didn’t get that stop-you-in-your-tracks frost that wipes vegetable gardens off the map and some say that the conditions varied too much. I don’t know. This happens. Some years everything turns quickly and fall is over before it has a chance to begin. Some years, fall drags on with some leaves clinging to their green color until November. I would explain if I could, but explaining or predicting the weather in New England? Nope, that’s not for me. Our paid and certified meteorologists barely get things right half the time. Sometimes, they get yesterday’s weather wrong!
I don’t know about the “leaf-peepers” and the business they bring to upper New England. For that matter, I don’t know about the rest of New England. This is a fickle area. Our weather can be quite different than that in Vermont and New Hampshire. Actually, there are plenty of days that our weather (about 10 miles north of Hartford) is different than the weather in Glastonbury (about 6 miles south of Hartford) where I work. I once sent out emails and alerts to delay the office opening because we had about six inches of snow in our driveway, only to find out that it was raining in Glastonbury.
I don’t go leaf-peeping. I do tend to notice the beautiful trees as I walk and drive by. Sometimes, I stop and take a picture, but I usually don’t set out to find the colors of fall.
This year, I decided that I would collect everyday fall photos to share with you. If you’re following me from New England, this may get boring – sorry. Most of the photos in the gallery were taken while walking Maddie or while walking for coffee or lunch at work. There’s a couple thrown in from running errands. This is what I love about fall in New England, it surrounds you. The most spectacular burst of color might be in the front yard across the street.
I’ve added comments to the photos, if you’re interested. Thanks for dropping by today, especially to those that showed up yesterday for the train wreck.