Living with the Land


The sun goes down quickly up here in the mountains.  It’s dark by five o’clock.

There’s mist most mornings, covering everything, leaving the ground wet.

You can smell a clean, mineral-y smell when it rains and, often as not, there’s a rainbow once the sky clears.

The deer are everywhere just now, rutting and feeding up for the winter.  The other day I saw turkeys, big and beautifully-feathered.

Meadows have turned a dozen shades of brown, and gold, and grey.  They’re beautiful.

Up in the highlands, there’s snow on the ground.

I hope you are finding some time to be out with the land.

Photo by Greenman.  If you copy, please link back.

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