This tracks for us in Vermont. It's barely rained since early July, and of the trees in our yard, the birch is damn near bare, the oak is starting to drop, and the maple is just holding on to its leaves. In the wider area I drive in, the trees are starting to show some color.
We're looking forward to some rain this week, but we're a ways behind[0]. If you have New England fall foliage plans, you might want to move them up if you can.
Wow, those pictures look gorgeous. I'm guessing they depict the North East US somewhere? Really want to get out of Southern California so I can experience seasons again.
The biochemistry of photosynthesis is wild. The fact that these are mobile power stations that plants remove from the frontline for winter is mind blowing. (The closest I can think of would be your eyes shipping all of their retinal into your liver or whatever while you sleep.)
Is it just me, or are the leaves changing color earlier than normal this year?
I could have sworn this was a biochemical incident sunlight, and yet the leaves are changing over a month earlier than every other year in recent memory.
Living in the middle of the Sonora Desert, I unfortunately don't get to experience the wonderful fall weather of the midwest anymore. I hope to someday move to a place where I can enjoy it again, it was always my favorite time of year when I was a kid.
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[0]https://www.drought.gov/states/vermont
The biochemistry of photosynthesis is wild. The fact that these are mobile power stations that plants remove from the frontline for winter is mind blowing. (The closest I can think of would be your eyes shipping all of their retinal into your liver or whatever while you sleep.)
I could have sworn this was a biochemical incident sunlight, and yet the leaves are changing over a month earlier than every other year in recent memory.
Am I crazy?
Seattle in the summer and western Pennsylvania in the fall.
There's something magical about the leaves changing color, crisp air in the morning, chilly nights with hot chocloate or apple cider.