Follow sprintime paths in the woods...
to winter.
When I was young I liked autumn...
now not so much.
Some path’s brilliant october colors...
are poison ivy.
Spiders and bears are at home in it...
autumn.
It’s the transition that frightens us...
finally.
yes. It is the transition that frightens us finally. We then keep away from the unknown trails. Poignant write. How you are doing well.
ReplyDeleteGreat pictures, Jerral. They make me think of Frost's "I took the one less traveled by...and it made all the difference". I love his poetry and your pics as well. Thanks
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