One of my most favorite things about upstate New York was the changing leaves in Autumn. I can honestly say that, besides dear friends and family, it's one of the ONLY things I continue to miss. If you have never been in the northeast during Autumn, it is truly a sight to behold. I lived in Atlanta, Georgia for a few years. Folks there said it was the same show in their state. I completely disagree!
To stand atop a mountain or a viewpoint and see more colors than you could possibly find names for and realize that it is just God's way of adding a dash of vibrance before a white winter cloak is one of the most glorious events in which you could partake. There seems to be thousands of shades of reds and golds and ambers and greens and more. It is breathtaking!
To see a brilliant yellow moon cast a path across fresh-fallen, glistening snow is yet another treasured spectacle. It is as if everything glows and there is a definite peace that lingers in the biting cold. As brittle as it feels, there is an underlying warmth to the serenity the scene offers!
To sit upon the shoreline, before the shellseekers are hard at work, and simply listen to the lapping of the salty water upon a sandy seat is a joy so calming it is almost intoxicating. The song of the birds and the rolling sea seem to keep worries and calamities at bay. Watching the sun slip through the brackish dawn into her radiant golden dress is an event so captivating that the moment seems to almost swallow you up. And I would happily allow it!
To sit within the woods and simply and quietly exist is sheer bliss. No stress. No time frames. Just the silence of a whispering wind, the bowing boughs, the symphony of nature. What could offer more calm?
It is all, nearly, tangible peace. Find a little bit of your own today!
The last paragraph is precisely why I hunt...you took me there in a nanosecond, nice...thank you
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