Scented and secretive.
The past is always with us.
A sheltered nook on Harris Avenue.
The secrets of wild ginger.
Last season’s corn on the wayside.
Partridgeberry and red oak acorns on the frozen ground at Canoe Meadow cemetery.
Hidden worlds of subtle beauty.
Nondescript but an avian delight!
A secretive delight in the dampness.
A season of celebration amongst the cottonwoods.