Browns dominated underfoot, but across the lake, this willow was a haze of deep gold and the partially frozen lake reflected the gray-green pines.
Evergreen wood fern: such a lovely name.
This yellow fungi stuck with the color theme of the day.
Ruth S. broke apart a catkin bract of a gray birch. Against her dark mitten, we could see the tiny winged birch seeds, as enlarged below.
razil ice and Ruth introduced us to a lovely book, Spider Silk. It begins with a quote from E. B. White: Once you begin watching spiders, you haven't time for much else.
Yup, that pretty much sums up my Thursdays with this intrepid group of kind and curious people.