BEFORE FIRST NOVEMBER STORM...

 Alder Street

"Fear not, November's challenge bold. We've books and friends, and hearths that never can grow cold..." -Alexander L. Fraser

"The leaves fall, the wind blows..." -Henry Beston

"But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen...

...for their glory terrestrial had departed...

...and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness...

...had not yet come upon them." -L.M. Montgomery

"How beautifully leaves grow old...

Red Maple

...How full of light and colour are their last days." 

                                                                                                   -John Burroughs

Forest to the mtns

"Embrace the crisp change in November...

Galerno to mtns

...as an opportunity for renewal...

Gemsbok Rd to mtns

...and for a fresh start...

...as the winds are howling outside. "  -Elise Green

Pine Siskins. They're nomadic Finches. 

Pine Siskin

Very gregarious. Very chatty. Very hungry. They eat and chat and flutter and chat some more, for a few days...

 ...then SWARM, and disappear for parts unknown. Some of the Pine Siskins stay thru the winter....

"The leaves as they spark into wild colour, 

just before they die, are the world's 

oldest performance art.

Downtown

...Everything we see is celebrating one last 

violently hued hurrah before the black and 

white silence of winter."

     -Shauna Niequist 

(Spencer the cat, visits, before the windstorm yesterday)                   Dogwood Hill

"And I rose in rainy autumn and 

walked abroad in a shower of all my days..."

-Dylan Thomas

Looking to Mt. Washington Range in the sunset. Skies are incredible in Fall and Winter. 
 

Photographs 2026 Campbell River, B.C. Vancouver Island.

NOVEMBER...

"I am the most radiant and full of energy...

...when the leaves are falling, and there is a ghost of change in the air..."

-Anna Madsen

"Some of the days of November...

...carry the whole memory of summer 

...as a fire opal carries the colour of moon rise..." -Gladys Taber

"In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones...

Without their leaves...

...how lovely they are...

...spreading their arms like dancers..." -Cynthia Rylant

"Peering from some high window...

...at the gold of November sunset...

...and feeling that if day has to become night...

...this is...

...a beautiful day..." -e.e. cummings

"November is secret and silent..." -Allison Uttley

Photographs 2026

 

NEW SNOW...Mt. WASHINGTON RANGE

SNOWY MOUNTAINS by John Gould Fletcher ( 1886-1950) published in 1922

(excerpts)

Higher and still more high, palaces made for cloud

Above dingy city roofs blue-white like angels with broad wings,

Pillars of the sky at rest. The mountains from the great plateau Uprise...

But the world heeds them not; they have been here now for too long a time.

Vaster and still more vast...

Peak after peak, pile after pile, wilderness still untamed.

To which the future is as was the past,

Barrier spread by Gods, sunning their shining foreheads,

Barrier broken down by those who do not need

The joy of time-resisting storm-worn stone,

The mountains swing along

The south horizon of the sky;

Welcoming with wide floors

of wide-green ice...

The mists that dance...

...and drive before the sun.

Photographs 2026 Mt. Washington, Campbell River, B.C. Canada