This time of year, tamaracks are the only trees with any color remaining on them. Unless you count coniferous trees, which remain green. And I don’t count the conifers.
By the way, I just looked up ‘tamarack’ on Wikipedia, and the name comes from an Algonquian word meaning ‘wood used for snowshoes’. I found that fascinating and had to share it.
And does anyone else say the word ‘tamarack’ and immediately think ‘tamarack-ack-ack-ack-ack!’ and get that Billy Joel song stuck in their head? No? Just me? Thought so.
Anyway. There are plenty of tamaracks around the house, and I managed to get a few pictures of them before all their needles fell off.
While I was outside traipsing around I took some pictures of the rose hips – they are still bright red this time of year. But soon, alas, everything will be covered in snow, and then you’ll all get to hear me complain about winter. Fun times ahead!