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Fall has turned sublime and subtly colored as winter approaches. The temperature this morning was 26 degrees F. when I left for the morning walk down our hill.

Our front door

Down the hill

Sunday was a perfect time for a visit to Gilbertsville, NY, to see quilts by local artisans in the historic setting of the Major’s Inn. The exhibit included 223 pieces. Many of the featured quilts were created by a visiting California quilter, from Walnut Creek, who does amazing applique and and hand quilting.

Last night was cold, almost frosty. Our frogs are no longer plopping into the pond when we pass by, as they are preparing for winter hibernation. This baby green froglet made his metamorphosis in a jar on our screened porch in June. Chelsea caught him as a tadpole and released him back into the pond, before we returned to California.

Despite the rain and wind of this past week, the hillsides were on fire today, mostly reds and yellows, and a little orange. Even Wal-Mart looked good against all that color.

A walk up our trail this morning was illuminated by the fallen leaves in the woods. The spring that fills the uphill frogpond was running strong and was flanked by a newly placed deer decoy. Our dogs picked up many scents, but we didn’t see any creatures except for migrating geese forming their noisy V squadrons, high in the air.

It’s autumn in New York, and we are celebrating with a new blog for family, friends and nature lovers! This green guy, native to the State of New York, bids you welcome to our site.