2005-11-12 - 8:21 p.m.

cold air and blue sky

[my parent's house]
i took the dog for an early walk this morning. overnight, frost had bloomed in the cold still air. all the fallen maple leaves were edged with tiny icy knives.

what a peculiar autumn it has been. so many leaves turned brown and fell without ever blazing into color.

[jockey hollow]
with silver trunks and fluttering golden leaves, the beech forest speaks of the changing season. the wintergreen wind is in the trees and the birds are flying - this is lovely wild weather.