THE CHANGING OF SEASONS edges into Minnesota, ever so subtly.
August marks the month of transition, of shifting from summer to autumn.
Of wildflowers in full bloom.
Of blooming milkweeds and those heavy with pods.
Of berries ripening.
Evenings fall earlier and cool temps sharpen the air. Folks pull on sweatshirts and jeans to keep off the chill. The urge to get outdoors prevails. Backyard campfires blaze warmth.
Crickets chirp. Squirrels scamper. And gardeners bustle to bring in the bounty. Preparing for winter.
And, in the landscape, hues morph from the greens of summer to the softer, earthy hues and fiery reds and oranges of autumn.
Cattails rise in swampland and tall grasses sway.
At sunset, shadows lengthen, foreboding and dark. As if hinting at days ahead. The dark days of winter that draw us indoors to snuggle under fleece throws, to crave comfort foods, to shelter in place.
And this winter to wonder what lies ahead in the uncertainties of COVID-19.
Note: These photos were taken during a recent evening walk at the Faribault Energy Park.
© Copyright 2020 Audrey Kletscher Helbling