Went for a walk on the Audubon Refuge north of Jamestown this weekend. Kind of my birthday present to myself for surviving another year.
Didn’t see hardly any wildlife and the conditions were overcast, dreary and windy so it wasn’t the best time to be out and about. Still, it gave me chance to think about the changing of the seasons and to think back to brighter and more life filled times of the year on the prairie.
Not like the spring when each houses colorful birds and their young.
And even the weeds like this thistle teem with life and color.
Rather than turning into the dry tufts of seed ready to be blown on the winds.
Things are a world different in the fall. Still worth getting out and seeing. Especially when it reminds you spring is only, what, maybe six months away.