Here in Eastern Oregon, the colors don't really change. There are few trees and a lot of farm ground that is either yellow with stubble from harvest or brown from being plowed and seeded for the next growing season.
The first thing that comes to mind for me is the tractors in the field, pulling the seed drills. However I did not get out to grab a photo of that.
The picture gives you some idea of how little color there is other than brown, yellow and a little bit of green.
I miss the brilliant, rich colors of a New England fall.
The other images that come to mind for fall in my small town are the fall sports- volleyball and football. Sports are the social center around here. And the school is so small, you don't have to try out for the team; you show up, you're in.
oh yes...Fall isn't quite the same without football (especially where I live...Friday night lights -- oh yeah!). How wonderful to look out and see those deer as such. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks. Those Friday night lights do make the season.
DeleteIt looks very lovely. I would enjoy visiting OR.
ReplyDeleteIt is best experienced in the spring when all of the crops are green.
DeleteFall in EO equals wind and brown, as I see it. That picture of the elementary gym - I'd forgotten I designed the image on the wall... huh. time really does fly.
ReplyDeleteOh? I didn't know that was yours!! Hope school is going well for you.
DeleteI am with you on missing actual colors of fall! I used to live on the east coast and those oranges, yellows, and reds are GORGEOUS! We've had such a bad drought this year it's all brown and crunchy. I know exactly what you mean about hunting season. That and the friday night lights that light up the town every week. So cool to see that our towns have some things in common!
ReplyDeleteIt is nice to hear from people who live in farming communities around the country. Thank you.
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