We went on an early evening leaf-gathering adventure, so that I can make some more one-of-a-kind silver pendants before winter sets in. Most of what is left now is crunchy and brown, but with careful looking in the semi-dark, we found enough to keep me busy the rest of tonight.
The park is beautiful in all its seasonal variations, but tonight we made two melancholy observations.
1. It’s getting dark so early. Too early. We were back inside by 5:24 and I felt like it was time for us to get ready for bed. But… must…remain…productive.
2. The park really suffered in Sandy. There are downed branches of all sizes stacked and piled throughout the area. Not all of the branches have been stacked up, either, and wind-blown caution tape is tied here and there. Such a big clean up job, I’m sure. And what power the storm must have had to pull this giant out of the ground.