It was partly cloudy, 82° and calm at 1:00 PM on August 23, 2012.
The Trails
I started at the Fern Glen pond today where one of the spreadwing damselflies posed for me.
In the Norway Spruce Glade along the road above the Glen, was a large Argiope or garden spider with an equally large cicada in its web.
There were a lot of chewed remains of mushrooms along the trails. But on the Cary Pines trail, I came upon one untouched. I liked the moss too.
I lingered at the foot bridge over the little creek feeding the Wappinger creek. The butterfly I'd glimpsed didn't return but right at my feet was an interesting opposite-leaved plant
On closer inspection, I took it to be one of the skullcaps.
I always marvel at how easily the bright American copper can disappear on a grassy path.
And on the way out of the Old Pasture, another perfect mushroom... with a nice view of sheep laurel, which seemed attractive to the copper.
The back Old Hayfield had been mowed around its edge: a prelude for what is to come... But we must mow to keep our fields fields. And adjacent fields are mowed on alternate years to provide refuge.
The boardwalk across the end of the Sedge Meadow afforded an excellent view of rough-leaved goldenrod, easily recognized by the large lower leaves and habitat.
A large pokeweed was flourishing behind the Carriage House.
The birds love the berries when they ripen to dark purple.
We've seen a lot of goldenrods lately; what we haven't seen is ragweed with its tiny inconspicuous flowers - the actual cause of so much sinus discomfort.
I've been avoiding thinking about it, but the view across the Little Bluestem Meadow was indicating the End Of Summer.
Silver-rod - our only white goldenrod - on the Scotch Pine Alleé was indicating the end of the trails for me today.