Just a few years ago in Aurora, Illinois, October meant flaming sugar maples, frost-edged grass and chartreuse Osage oranges clinging to barren branches. But along the Mendocino coast it means flaming ice plants licking the edges of bluffs.
Or dripping down ocean rocks like lava icing.
Pale praying mantises fly through the air, then land in fields as if gleaning.
Pines remain green. And acrobatic trunks, such as this one, endure each season as it passes, with little change.
I feel closest to the flowers that bloom, then create winged seeds to float away on westerly winds. For they hold the promise of adventure and new perspectives before taking root in unfamiliar soil, where they will grow and expand, becoming fresh versions of themselves.
Photos © Sondra Sula.
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