Walk in the woods

One of my favorite walks is right here at home:  walking our private road, and walking the paths on our small acreage. Woods, pastures, the now overgrown pond... I love every foot of it. And above it all, on the crest of the hill, stands a small old farmhouse.

The road is lined with trees and shrubs and wild flowers, beautiful every time of year. The rose hips are huge, and the big maples are turning yellow. And soon the vine maples will flame red, and I'll know that winter is just around the corner.

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