Autumn in my Valley is glorious. The colors of the leaves, sometimes brilliant, sometimes subtle, contrast with the textures of the trees and layers of earth. We hiked the Tree Farm Trail at Horseshoe Pond last week. It was beautifully silent, the only sounds, our feet in the leaves, the birds, and the wind.
As always, feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know that you’ve stopped by. Come by tomorrow to see who won Monday’s drawing.