In other climes, showy foliage signals the season. We have a little of that here in the Hill Country. Bald cypresses and sycamores by the rivers orange up.
Banks of the Blanco River, Wimberley.----->
But the reason folks here say Fall instead of Autumn is that most of our foliage just turns brown and falls off.
We usually mark the change of season in other ways.
The arrival of the first Hermit Thrush, which I saw from the front porch last week one sunset-hour, but was unable to document because I was holding a glass of wine instead of a camera.
Our first Chipping sparrow flew in last week.
By February, hundreds will feed just outside my kitchen windows.
The most intense mark of the season is this guy:
He's stalking one of the does, round and round our house.
And by the looks of her, he's already been successful.
But he keeps trying.
However you mark the change of season in your home, I hope it's good.
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