Fooled

Summary

The article reflects on the unexpected greening of the landscape in late October due to a warm autumn rain, which tricks plants into a premature spring-like revival.

Abstract

Despite the onset of autumn marked by morning frosts, cold rains, and shorter days, the landscape is deceived by an unseasonably warm rain into a burst of greenery. This phenomenon is observed in the behavior of plants that eagerly spring back to life, alongside the blooming of white and yellow flowers, defying the autumnal season. The trees, however, maintain their autumnal process by shedding leaves, seemingly amused by the folly of these other plants. The author notes the impending freeze as a harsh reality check for these unwary flowers, which are currently enjoying their brief resurgence and anticipating the return of bees.

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The author perceives the plants' response to the warm rain as gullible, highlighting their eagerness to revive at the slightest hint of warmth.
There is a sense of amusement or irony in the way the trees are described as having "cooler heads,"

Warm Rain Means Green

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After the warm autumn rain The gullible landscape fooled into green

One would think that a week or so of almost morning-frost, of cold driving rain, of longer nights and shorter days, would have brought the message across: Autumn. I mean, it is late October after all.

Not so. Seems like most plants are so life-happy that given even the most fleeting and flimsy of excuses — like an unusually warm rain one day — oh, boy, Spring’s here, let’s green up.

The trees sport cooler heads, they keep shedding their leaves and muse at the folly of white and yellow flowers that have somehow and somewhere found the strength (and reason) to resurrect.

But I know the forecast, and it might actually freeze overnight, and this will come as very bad news for unwary flowers, who now revel in this one-day spring event, looking around for equally fooled bees to do their thing.

Fooled

Warm Rain Means Green

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