a stroll around Bradley Lake

I’d have thought, after this past weekend, there wouldn’t be much in the way of leaves left.  I was wrong.  In spite of 40 mph winds and over three inches of rain, the bigleaf maples were still bright schoolbus yellow against the scudding clouds this afternoon.

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Bright reflection off of the still water.
Along the trail behind the lake.
Along the trail behind the lake.
There's a reason they call them *big*leaf maples.
There’s a reason they call them *big*leaf maples.
Geese!  Flying across the still water.
Geese! Flying across the still water.

It was chilly, and it was damp, but it was a beautiful afternoon.