A Harvest of Greens & Gold

Vermont is certainly not for want of more rain lately, and yet, chilly drizzle through the rapidly dimishing autumn foliage seemed utterly appropriate when Oscar and I trundled out for a walk this past Saturday. As the summer's bounty of leafy, green vegetation (cultivated and wildgrown) draws to a close, lush emerald carpets of moss have sprung up in the fields where tall grasses used to reign; bright, jaunty mushrooms bloom in place of daisies and buttercups; and fruit trees still cling to golding orbs of tart little fruit, even as their branches grow more leafless by the hour. Oscar is a big fan of apples - he usually waits for me to take a bite before his interest peaks, but as soon as the snack-source is confirmed, he'll sit patiently for a taste of his own, and even race after the cores I chuck to the side. Silly pupper.