March Marsh

This March no lacy edges embroider the frozen lake; no bear paw padded prints in the snow.  Francis Slocum State (PA) Park is greening.  The brooks stumble over worn stones then quietly meander through roots. The table is full and awaits spring’s migrating guests.

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Hallowe’en, When Fall Meets Winter

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Frost on Dock
Frost on the Dock
Hallowe'en Hills
Hallowe’en Hills
Hallowe'en Sunrise
Sun’s Up on Hallowe’en

Frosted

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The trail crunched under my boots. The maples, in particular, are shedding their amber, garnet, and topaz leaves. Occasionally the sun slid out to highlight the night’s gift–the first crystals of fall. Frosted, marsh grasses and shrubs glistened, a beautiful reminder of winter’s approach.

Frosted Grass

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