On Saturday we had walked through the ravine trails in a light shower throughout the hour-plus we were in the forest. At one point, just before we exited the forest, the rain picked up substantially and began to pour down, but the shelter we received from the forest canopy served to keep us reasonably dry.
Just as well we had gone out when we had, since soon after we returned home the drizzle turned to serious, pelting rain and stayed that way for the remainder of the day which was actually most of the day, and on into the night-time hours.
Throughout the night there were abrupt, short breaks in the rain before a new rain event entered the scene and the deluge continued. Needless to say the following day, Sunday, everything was utterly drenched. Which meant that Sunday's walk was through a forest that looked dark and damp, not least because it was, aided by stubbornly overcast skies. The forest landscape took on a new look, thanks to its sodden condition. The interior looked quite, quite dark. As though twilight had set in early.
There was no threat of rain on Sunday though the overcast aspect along with the complete drenching the day previously gave the atmosphere an air of expectant downpour. New fungi is cropping up, and foliage is beginning to turn its autumnal colours. A slight wind now has the effect of bringing down a shower of yellowed leaves.
Our two puppies don't mind one bit. They're happy to be out and about, delving into the underbrush and coming away with nasty little prickles that cling to their hair of which they're oblivious until they step in a patch of thistle and then the larger irritants make them supremely uncomfortable and a quick fix of immediate removal is required before they're willing to forge on. That's autumn.
This morning, dawn wasn't bright; instead there was a thick grey veil of fog that constrained vision. There's beauty in that too. And the sun soon enough burned through the fog. The inversion of night-time temperatures dipping then rising with the morning hours ensures that everything becomes lavishly covered with dew. Another fall phenomenon.
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