The trees behind the parking area on Millman Road are a surprise.
We are here to see the autumn reds and yellows, but the grays of the tree trunks,
darkened by last night's rain, are vivid in this light. I stand in the undergrowth and look up.
The artistry of nature!
The lane is lined with maple, birch, and apple trees.
There are rolling fields on either side and ferns add a bushy yellow at ground level.
It is windy and the trees rustle, shaking loose some leaves which have a tentative hold on the branches. The air around us is still as the leaves above us sing with the breeze.
Up and down we stroll, breathing in the fresh air, listening to the wind, birds and squirrels.
In several places, the grays of the trunks predominate.
In another area, coniferous trees stand back from the lane, while Queen Ann's lace, long gone to seed, stands guard.
The lane is inviting, drawing us onward to see more.
Where the ground is covered with fallen apples, their scent is in the air. My husband squishes apples under foot. "It speeds up decomposition," he says as his inner child takes great pleasure in the squishing.
We don't speak too much more, taking in the glory of the setting.
We gasp audibly a few times, so taken with the scene, we stand together silently.
The scent of apple fills the car on the drive home.
Note: Millman Road is a designated Heritage Road in Prince Edward Island. It is a red dirt lane, with native trees providing a canopy for a vegetative tunnel.