As October shuffles out, November has arrived with a blaze of color across the ridges surrounding Otter Creek Valley. Otter Pond, above, is almost at peak color.
Brushy Top Mountain to the north is a burnt umber color as a mist enshrouds its southern face.
The many ridges of Wolf Pen Mountain welcome the early morning mist, above.
Two beds of late blooming Golden Rod will be the last wildflowers of Autumn. This meadow leads down to Otter Pond, just over those trees, with an abandoned cabin above the pond.
Wild onions in the meadow lead to the colorful treeline as Oak Mountain is clothed in a morning fog.
This Red Oak seems perfectly pleased with its view of Otter Pond, and it revels in its colorful fall display.
Through the woods behind the house, a small pond welcomes a morning rain, above.
Just two days ago, a noontime image from my deck gave a hint of the transformation underway in Otter Creek Valley. I can’t wait for the Sun to appear again.