not virtually but actually side by side

“It’s cold out there, and breezy–where can we go that is woodsy but not windy?” I asked. We piled in the van and headed over to Letchworth State Park for an hour or so walk, accompanied joyfully by Bree, the puppy my sister is dog-sitting for a friend. at Letchworth

There was a bit of snow, not a lot. Oak trees were losing their leaves, they fell twirling around us. For some reason they really caught my eye–such a beautiful rich brown color. letchworth oak leaf

We stopped to admire the dramatic middle falls, with the frost-rimed vegetation and icicles all around. letchworth falls

The wooded ravines were steep, and quiet. Only the little streams made a bit of noise, and now and then a crow would call. letchworth streamWe didn’t see anyone else until we got to the road along the edge of the Letchworth canyon. letchworth canyon

A perfect way to spend the middle of an afternoon on the day after Thanksgiving!letchworth walking

 

 

Walking With Siblings

“Hike tomorrow?”  The single text came across my phone screen.

“Time and place?” I replied.

“You tell me, and I’ll be there.”  Yes!

Among outdoor lovers, that’s all the communication that’s necessary. Especially when they are family. October was particularly wet this year, and the next day’s forecast promised sunny blue skies. It was time to seize the opportunity.

My sister-in-law loves the outdoors as much as I do. We have always relished the woods, the trails, the peace of wild things. No retail therapy for us–it’s the outdoors that soothes our souls and calms our hurried lives. We met at our favorite county park and hit the trail.

 

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I convinced my husband to abandon the Sunday afternoon football game and join his sister and me on the one lovely Saturday in October. As you can see, the sun was shining brightly and a golden carpet of leaves covered the trail.

 

I usually don’t take photos of pavement, but the tunnel effect of the light and trees over the park road was too good to pass up. img_20181104_144944021_hdr

One more for good measure: See the siblings at the top of the rise?  Lucky me to have such an extended family!

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Ironically, I am teaching the Transcendentalist right now in American Literature. I am reminded of Emerson’s words: “In the woods we return to reason and faith.”  I couldn’t agree with you more, Emerson.

Text someone soon: “Walk with me today?” Take advantage of every opportunity to be in the woods!

 

autumn walk at sunset

There is a week in the fall when most of the trees have lost their leaves except for the poplars, and their leaves have turned bright yellow. The woods become black and grey with lace of gold mixed in. So beautiful! I took a walk yesterday afternoon and enjoyed this gold filigree, along with the quiet shades of tan, green, grey and brown this time of year. The sun was low as I set off, shining on this old fence post and frozen asters.

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It is a two-mile walk, one mile up some easy hills to the corner, another even easier downhill back home. Across from my house is a swampy brushy area beloved of birds. nov 4 cornerAt the top of the first and only strenuous hill I stopped to admire and photograph the poplars waving their gold leaves in the last of the sunshine. nov 4 gold leaves

nov 4 gold and blueBy the time I reached the turnaround point and looked back west, dusk was creeping up, the sky settling down into dark. nov 4 duskIt was a quiet, peaceful walk.