I woke up this morning stiff from sitting so much yesterday and craving a walk. So I got out into the woods early, which I rarely do.
The sun was shining through the ferns in the dried up swamp along the path. This is the same swamp I’ve been taking videos of since the winter. Some of the ferns are turning rusty and yellow, but most of them are still green. There’s still mud and a few mosquitos, but the water dried up in August.
The air was cool, but I could already smell the warmth rising from the earth. And with it the promise of a gentle fall day.
Such a serene, peaceful place! Fall is when I miss the forest of my childhood the most!