Dark Four In Cascadia

Daily notes from a plague winter

November 13th

Every year I look forward to the Japanese Maple turning red. And every year, around November 19th, the leaves are all red and the view from my office window is crimson.

The storm woke us up last night. Cold rain and hard wind. One of our winter season storms, spun down from Alaska. Rain poured down the siding and the wind banged things around down in the yard.

In the morning the Japanese Maple was all over the front porch. Yellow and orange leaves that never got to turn. The upper boughs of the tree were are stripped out and skeletal in their winter mode already. I'll have to wait a whole 'nother year to see the tree in red.

One more thing 2020 took away.