So fellow travelers, the last of autumn’s burnished browns and golden yellows have been blown away by several days of steady high winds. Although temperatures have remained unseasonably warm the skies have been covered in steel grey clouds which race across the bare tree lines like semi’s barreling down the interstate.
This morning as our dog zig zagged across the yard tracking the clandestine activities of various nocturnal critters I caught sight of one lone soldier holding down the fort.
One leaf nature’s flag
Alone yet flying bravely
In the face of doubt
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.