I never used to pay attention to the way the bright spring green ages, deepening into the dark green of autumn before green gives way to brown, gold, scarlet. Last weekend, I felt that particular itch in my soul to get up and away into the mountains, and I took the kids (with my mom) to one of my favorite areas, Black Balsam. There’s something about this place that quiets me, and somehow hiking those familiar rocky paths and setting my eyes on that wide and wild view that makes me feel like I can breathe. There’s so much glory. The kids were such great hikers, even Philippa hiked the whole way and refused to be carried. So we kept the pace of a child, which is a good pace for a tired soul. It is the pace that allows you to notice things like darkening green, brilliant goldenrod, red and orange sumac, queen anne’s lace, all the harbingers of autumn. It is the pace that allows for wonder. It is the pace that allows you to really see and remember that this season is passing and giving way to another, so drink it all in.
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I just LOVE Autumn! So glad we get Seasons, amazing to watch things change, and rest, then grow again…
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