I’ve been searching for her everywhere. Autumn is an elusive elf, playing peek-a-boo among the trees, teasing us with glimpses of bright color, evading us when we look too hard, then turning up where we least expect her.
Could September’s seaside goldenrod be a feather boa in her wardrobe?
Maybe her early colors adorn Tuckahoe trees.
Perhaps Autumn’s paint pot anoints the Sassafras leaves.
Did you see her pixie cousins darting among the marching jack o’lanterns?
Strange things lurk in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. An elven queen knows better than to flout her presence along the Mullica River…
Though occasionally she can’t entirely hide her exuberance.
Could the tea-colored waters of the Wading River be her magic elixir?
Lady Autumn played hide-and-seek with me one morn amid the dogwoods and the maples in my small Eden at home.
Oh, look! Here is one of her Ladyship’s attendants. The first Dark-eyed Junco of the season awaits her wishes.
Coming up: The Search Continues