Friday, October 19, 2012

Morning along the Cathance

Bluejays squawking.
Sparrows and juncoes flitting.
Water rushing over the rocks.
Leaves crunching underfoot.
Brilliant green moss.
Red and yellow leaves reflecting.
Overcast sky.
Dry bogbridges.
Great Blue Heron fishing, silent and still.


2 comments:

unstrung said...

Maine rocks...

Scout said...

I do so like this post,
Mom of Sam :)