It seems that everywhere I go there is moss flourishing, even on the grimy streets in Chinatown. It is growing everywhere but on my patio. The light was heartbreakingly beautiful on Tuesday, and I decided to go to Central Park and check out the moss there.
Of course it was fabulous, cascading over rocks.
or gracing them with delicate feathers.
mixing with lichen.
Some of the rocks sparkled with mica, which is really hard to photograph.
This was as close as I could get.
I checked in on the elm trees since I missed their fall foliage last year.
I was a little early this time. Maybe elm trees have a very short period of yellow leaves.
There was another black squirrel.
I also saw a wild guinea pig, no doubt liberated from a nearby household. It was rather large and looked pretty content with its life. Before I could photograph it, a group of school children clattered by and the guinea pig wisely vanished into the underbrush. The park was swarming with children, everyone trying to enjoy one of the last beautiful days of the year.
When I was in the ramble, I found this bush with ivory pale autumn leaves.
I am entranced with its leaves and colors, but I was unable to identify it.
If anyone knows what it is, please let me know in the comments. I would love a bush like that in my garden.
This sassafras tree has my favorite tones of red and green.
Outside the park, there was a tree with its roots growing around the paving stones.
It almost looked as if the roots were upending the stones and tossing them around.
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