Images by kenne (Click on any image for larger view and slideshow.)
Oh, to be alive
when fall miracles
flourish for hiking
in the mountain’s
crisp morning air —
trail rocks
turning underfoot,
wildflower’s color vanishing
as nature’s
baton is passed
to towering trees
now showing their
kaleidoscopic colors
gently waving
beneath the blue sky
with joyful
interpretation by all
disregarding her
gesture of farewell.
— kenne
(Overnight temps near freezing are beginning to bring on the mountains fall colors — much more to come.)
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