It's November 11th, 2015 and it's about 11:30 in the morning at Boren Park. Like my last observation post it has been two weeks since I was last here. (Mid-Term last week) There is no denying that autumn is in full swing and that winter, soon approaches. Crepuscular rays from the rising sun gleam across the ravine and reveal that most of the trees have dropped their leaves. According to my trusty thermometer the temperature of the under story is 43 degrees which is about five degrees cooler than Seattle's official temperature out at Sea-Tac Airport.
My observation spot is relatively the same with a few noticeable changes since my last visit. As I mentioned in the opening paragraph of this post almost all of the leaves have dropped from the big leaf maple trees that dominate the park revealing a clearer view of my surroundings. The ground is squishy as I walk upon the trail, the leaf litter acts like a sponge soaking up the recent rains. Another noticeable change is that the number of mushrooms has significantly decreased in only the span of two weeks. When I came to the park to hunt to look for mushrooms a few weeks back I found numerous different kinds and of plenty of them. Now only a few varieties remain and even their numbers are far and few between. The forest is a bit more quite than previous times. While sitting at my observation spot it became so quiet that I could hear the floating falling leavings crashing into the forest floor. In these moments of silence I was able to hear two distinct bird calls for which I am fairly certain I know which species of birds made them. I was able to clearly discern the "caaw" of the common Crow and the distinct "chicka-dee-dee-dee-dee" call of the Black-capped Chickadee.
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