Today I spent 15 minutes sitting in my spot, listening to the surrounding area. It was an incredibly windy day so the sound of the rustling leaves overpowered any sound from birds or insects nearby. Along with the leaves blowing, I could hear a slight creaking coming from some of the older trees. A lot of the eastern white pines moved in the wind quite a bit. I noticed a lot of red and yellow leaves falling to the ground. The center of my spot has slowly started to open up as more leaves continue to fall, leaving the trees bare.
Over the past few weeks, the trees have slowly started to change in color and drop to the ground. The area has slowly thinned out. The layer of leaves on the floor of the woods has slowly thickened and become more spongy as you walk along. The younger red maple plants start to stand out from their bare friends and surrounding elders.
