Virginia creeper, also called Five-leaved ivy
One morning everything is green, and then suddenly, there they are a day or so later - showering cascades of vibrant red and bronze draping the trees along the edge of the forest and dancing all the way along the trail up into the woods.There are a thousand and one hues, and they are fabulous stuff, engaging both eye and lens completely, but they're the heralds of approaching autumn, and you know, you just know, that your favorite season is not so far off.There have been hints here and there, of course, cooler evenings, breezes and skies full of stars at night. August dishes out grand vistas by the handful, and September is an artist's month for sure (aren't they all?), but here are the first exotic racy reds gamboling and cavorting on ahead as blithe heralds of the grand and spicy times to come. Here we come too in our own fashion (or the lack thereof) - not draping the trees in shimmering waterfalls and swaths or tangoing along the trail like leaves, but doing our own translating into autumn nevertheless, an ardent lurching jig of sorts.