Nature’s stained glass

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Nature's stained glass

Fall is nature’s way of making up for the fact that winter is coming. The light coming

Tunnel of light
Even the most mundane trail dances with the shades of fall.

through the leaves is so beautiful that you almost forget that it’s now dark at 6:15 and that some mornings it’s only 40 degrees.

This fall I haven’t had the chance to go on as many adventures as I normally would. So far my schedule has been too busy for hunting so I sneak my rides in on sunny afternoons in between meeting and phone calls. Just the chance to enjoy the fall foliage on my horse is enough to soothe my mind and make me smile. It’s a quiet time where the beauty of my surroundings makes me remember why I live in New England.

Zelda has been kicking up her heels with the cooler weather. Today she bounded over a small log on the ground and squealed! That’s generally her “tell” that she’s going to buck and she gave it a good old try!

Mostly though she enjoys the search for the best photo because it means lots of standing and enjoying the scenery. She’s good at that!

Canopy of trees
The different color leaves form a a veil of color, framing the small red tree by the pond. Zelda doesn’t understand why I’m always stopping her and making her turn around. She likes the standing still part, though.
Light dancing off of birch trees
These beautiful silver birches are so beautiful in the afternoon sun. The light dances off the leaves making them shimmer and sparkle. They are so ethereal.
Red trees
The most magnificent trees turn a glowing orange-red. These are my favorites.

 

One thought on “Nature’s stained glass”

  1. As much as I love where I live now…the Pacific Northwest…I still miss October’s riot of fall colors, the ones I loved when I was growing up in Michigan. There were days of blue, cloudless skies, brilliant, pellucid light, the fallen leaves whisking away from my feet, and there was a scent to the air…I can’t describe other than it was of apples, and hickory, and dead leaves, and the colors of the changed trees. We don’t have the decidous forests of the Midwest or the East. Oh, we have oaks and alders…but they’re not a crimson maple, or an ash, or a hickory…
    There are two things I miss…and only two things I miss about living in Michigan. They are: walleye (fish) and Octobers.
    Enjoy the colors while you can, Liz.

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