Late Fall Field

(Temperance, MI) I spent a few minutes staring across an open field in extreme southeastern Michigan yesterday, feeling the bitter cold of the wind that accompanied the first true cold front of winter.

Or the last one of fall, since winter does not actually begin for another few weeks.

Yet there were still excellent fall colors to be enjoyed, and the deep rust color of the dead grasses would look good even in the no-frills camera of a low-cost unlocked phone. Missing from the scene, however, was the sound of wildlife, as I heard nary a bird in my five minutes of shivering in the 30-degree gusts of wind.


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