Glorious Fall

Oh what a beautiful morning, here in rural north Florida! It is what I’ve been dreaming of for long hot months. Mr. sun was drifting down the lane toward the west as he rose. The air cool, dew on the grass, and the tiny spider webs visible in the grasses.
I’ve noticed that our wild creatures are coming out of the woods this week. Yesterday a young flock of wild turkeys toured my fields. They have no fear of becoming Thanksgiving dinner. All creatures are safe on my land. The deer like to graze in the back yard. They have a favorite spot on the trail, with nice shade for their afternoon nap. I can watch them from the east window of the house. My birdies are about grown now, no longer the awkward unkempt teens they were last spring.
I feel so grateful for the privilege I have in living this time of life in the woods. Soon I’ll be back on the trails. My land manager will mow them just before the Hot Dog party, so guests can stroll along the paths and enjoy the experience. I look forward to these next months of exploring the natural world.
Country painters are so lucky…..




