Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Walk a mile in my shoes

This morning while my friend was dropping off her children at school, I bundled up (because it is cold here!), laced my tennis shoes, grabbed my camera, and set out for a walk.


I enjoy experiencing Autumn in Vermont. It's an actual season, visible in all its deserved transient glory, a short one since Winter loves to get a grip on this place just as soon as its icy hands are able.


Still, the Mountain Ash and Poplar trees are sparkling with yellow leaves and the Sugar Maples are showing off in all their red glory.


The recent rains have dropped many leaves in the woods, coloring my path with a confetti of oranges, reds and yellows.


Life large and small reveals the change from summer hum to Autumn stillness.  The air is as crisp as a just-ripe apple and with each step I take, I thrill in what I see before me.


It's easy enough to share these photos but what I can't share is the sounds. The distant and low honking geese flying overhead, the rustle of things unseen in the woods, the breeze blowing through the leaves high above me, a bird calling out. Not a car in sight, just me and the trees, the crisp chilly air, and the amazing and moody lighting, from Venetian blue to dark rumbling gray, of an Autumn morning in Vermont.


Anonymous said...

Enjoyed the walk in your shoes. Great photos... you can feel the chill in that one with the dark clouds.

ghost said...

id love to.

CreekHiker / HollysFolly said...

Sounds like bliss!

Linda@VS said...

Thanks for taking us along with you on this walk. Just looking at the photos makes me feel a sense of peace.