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Fall foliage 2012 The Palisades New Jersey


The Palisades are a line of 300 to 540 foot high cliffs along the west side of the lower Hudson River in northeastern New Jersey and southern New York. They are among the most dramatic geologic features in the vicinity of New York City, forming a 20 mile long canyon of the Hudson north of George Washington Bridge. Last Saturday, October 27, was a peak foliage day at the Greenbrook Conservancy in the New Jersey part of the Palisades. Unfortunately the weather was overcast and the lighting was not the best, but it did help bring out the spectacular  gold of the forest .

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It isn’t easy being green– Kermit the frog

I belong to a photography club that meets every weekend to document the Teaneck Creek Conservancy, a 46 acre tract that has been restored from a construction site dump to a wooded area with walking trails and small wildlife in Teaneck New Jersey. The club members put photographs that they took at the creek during the year in old window frames and we hang a show called “Windows on the Creek” in the woods every April. This is my entry this year.

In the photograph I see Katherine Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart in the jungle river pulling the old African Queen. I also thought about Kermit the frog who does not have it easy being green. Enjoy


snowdrops and raindrops

Spring came to the Northeast United States early this year. By mid February daffodils were 6 inches high, tulip shoots were starting, rose bushes were getting new shoots, and early spring flowers were blooming. I was walking a path in a small wood near a stream on a foggy drizzly morning, the kind of day that inspired James Joyce to write “This is the forest primeval,” when I spotted these snow drops.

 


Fall Foliage in New Jersey

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
-Robert Frost from his poem “October”


I love to walk in the woods on a crisp clear autumn day and glory in the infinite beauty of autumn in the Northeast United States. This year I cannot for personal reasons so I would like to share with you images of autumns past.

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