Fall is such a beautiful time in the forest. The sun slips in at an angle and lights the leaves on fire. Mushrooms and other fungi dot the forest floor in clumps, like wildflowers in the spring. Because their colour and shape change as they mature and decay, fungi can be difficult to identify. But what names they have! Dead man’s fingers. Cotton candy slime. Gem-studded puffballs. I’m still hoping to see a “destroying angel” one day.
Fall also shows marshes and lowlands in a new light. Last weekend, we paddled kayaks into a marsh we visit often throughout the year. A large number of ducks had begun to gather, in preparation for migrating. Beavers had just built a dam upstream, so the water level was much lower than it normally is. Even our kayaks, which draw almost no water, became stuck on bottom from time to time.