A lovely hike near Meech Lake today. The leaves have all fallen, creating a rich orange carpet, and leaving stoic pillars that blend and blur into an amazing shade of grey. A sort of mauve-green grey. Hard to describe. A colourful, colourless landscape. Delicious.
Quite mild today, unseasonable for mid-November, but I'm not complaining.
There were a noteworthy number of white moths fluttering very close to the ground by the hundreds. Quite pretty. Anyone know what this is about? Seemed like a phenomena like when the Newfoundland capelin roll in (which I've only ready about).
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