A confetti of colored leaves covers the ground, and a few brilliant gold leaves cling to their trees, but they are falling. Daily a vole works her way around these fallen colorful leaves.
Pileated and downy woodpeckers, are busy finding bugs, and the chickadees, gold and purple finch create an active bird feeder. Palm warblers and Juncos migrate through, and the eagle watches all the activity from his high perch on Lake Superior.
Some plants are showing their last blossoms: red stemmed asters, golden rod, daisy
fleabane, hyssop, and a full Rudbeckia, but the best fall plant is the hardy little blue stem.
Fog rolls in from the lake, and fog horns from ore boats fill the air.
The energetic white-tailed deer are oblivious to what the next weeks will bring as the hunt begins.
And I dream of which pollinating plants I should add next year.