Autumn in Vermont
Autumn in VT is like no other place on earth. The Green Mountains explode with color, leaves crunch at your feet and the sky is so blue it looks painted.The air is crisp and clean and smells pungent with decaying leaves.
As the days grow colder and the birds begin to head south, huge flocks of geese and ducks fly overhead, honking and quacking their departure as they head to warmer climates in their familiar V's.
The Bald Eagles, now repopulating our beautiful state, will remain with us throughout the winter months if enough waterways remain open to them. I have seen them teaching their young to fish on the Connecticut River, and they are a sight to behold.
"Autumn Flight"
1 Comments:
Oh, so YOU'RE the one tammy told us about when she posted your painting! Very beautiful. Your poem's great!
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