Maggie Lidz, Winterthur’s estate historian, offers these observations from Friday, November 18:
You never know what the garden will be like in November, switching quickly from warm and vividly-colored to miserable damp and grey.
Late last Friday afternoon, the air was cool and fresh as the afternoon sun lit up the landscape, already brilliant with deep reds and golds.
A walk though the garden created a spectrum of surprises, because of the changing light and colors.
As I crossed the bridge over the koi ponds, I made a long dark shadow on the water, causing the fish to swim up to the surface, in the vain hope, I suppose, of a Thanksgiving treat.
A kingfisher perched in the trees above, with his own plans.
