Fading Light of Fall
We take a few hikes nearby each year just to prove we are not dead yet.
One is to the top of HeartAttack Hill.
The one yesterday was not as taxing to the heart, moreso to the ankles, knees and hips as the terrain is strewn with irregular rocks and boulders, now carpeted with a deep lay of obscuring leaves.
Our ankles survived, and the last of the afternoon sunlight (disappearing several hours before actual dusk) was lovely through what remains of the beech, hickory and maple leaves.
We are most fortunate to be able to find places of tranquil beauty and seclusion without getting in a car.
This will not always be the case, so all the more reason to celebrate both the place, the day and the safe hike once more.