fall trail
Gravel and leaves crunch under my feet on a the fall path. Trees are changing from green to gold, to bare upper branches. This allows the sun to shine brighter on the path. I notice things that were hid by the summer shade and tall grass.
Acorn nuts, berries and twigs scattered on the ground by squirrels and other forest dwellers. They are feasting before snow and bitter cold makes food scarce for them. The squirrels are busy burying nuts all around. I hope they remember where they were. They must leave little markers known only to them, like secret treasures.
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So inviting!
I’d be happy to send you some in the future.