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We saw kinglets in the trees again, passing through on their way south; a bit late by the calendar, but seeming synchronized with the leaves. Mallards and geese, of course.
The dominant color of the trees is now yellow; it was still green a few days ago. There are nice bits of red, again, and the foliage is sparser. The willows are bare, and the berries are more visible on the hawthorne.
We haven't had a frost here yet, though I wore my travel cardigan under my fall jacket on Friday. (That combination will keep me down to freezing, or a bit above and windy, which Friday was.)
I pointed out Cattitude that one of the recently planted pines on the slope between Indian Road and the inlet is mature and healthy enough to have dropped a few pine cones, which I noticed a few days ago. (The other three near it haven't, and one of them looks a bit sickly.)