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This is one of those days that I thank my stars I'm in the vocation I am in.
PA in autumn is about as beautiful as lands can be.
Here is my current timber sale's view of the West Branch of the Susquehanna River. That bit of blue down there is the river's surface - you can't usually see it from up here when all the leaves are on. The trees in the picture are not to be cut - they are inside the Bucktail Natural Area - a swath of trees along the river that are safe from any cutting ever - or until some politician decides otherwise.
I love autumn sunlight - it just has the perfect balance of joy and melancholy - I don't know - I just love it.
Here's something I did many years ago for just such a day...
I saw autumn sunlight today, glinting sidelong across the mountains. Trees touched with gold and auburn, their wind tossed crowns whispering regrets to the sky. And then I saw you, your hair tousled as the treetops, a halo of umber flecked with that sorrowful light. But you were not sorrowful. You revel in this season - and the light of new adventures was in your bright eyes.
There will be no dangers on this road, for we dwell in the Undying Lands and no evil may make its mark on these beloved shores.
So come. Take my hand and lead me through the hills and valleys of this Blessed Isle. While the sunlight of autumn picks out the fruits of summer's bounty, let us rejoice and taste of them while the warmth still lingers. Winter will come and with it the sleep of long forgetfulness. Let us celebrate the life and renewal we have been given and take our joy while we may.
PA in autumn is about as beautiful as lands can be.
Here is my current timber sale's view of the West Branch of the Susquehanna River. That bit of blue down there is the river's surface - you can't usually see it from up here when all the leaves are on. The trees in the picture are not to be cut - they are inside the Bucktail Natural Area - a swath of trees along the river that are safe from any cutting ever - or until some politician decides otherwise.
I love autumn sunlight - it just has the perfect balance of joy and melancholy - I don't know - I just love it.
Here's something I did many years ago for just such a day...
I saw autumn sunlight today, glinting sidelong across the mountains. Trees touched with gold and auburn, their wind tossed crowns whispering regrets to the sky. And then I saw you, your hair tousled as the treetops, a halo of umber flecked with that sorrowful light. But you were not sorrowful. You revel in this season - and the light of new adventures was in your bright eyes.
There will be no dangers on this road, for we dwell in the Undying Lands and no evil may make its mark on these beloved shores.
So come. Take my hand and lead me through the hills and valleys of this Blessed Isle. While the sunlight of autumn picks out the fruits of summer's bounty, let us rejoice and taste of them while the warmth still lingers. Winter will come and with it the sleep of long forgetfulness. Let us celebrate the life and renewal we have been given and take our joy while we may.