Frosty And Frozen

Skipping out the door.

Gloves and hats galore.

Is it time for Christmas? They, emplore.

No, it’s still fall, 

autumn to you all.

Oh, then why so frosty, y’all?

Because it happens at times.

The world freezes over in rhymes.

It becomes something sublime.

Perfect for hot chocolate,

And excuses for bring late.

Not very useful. But wait!

Maybe we could celebrate.

You missed the rhyming scheme.

Well, excuse me.

What’s one extra line?

It’ll be fine.

You’ll see in time.

Okay, but what about the frozen, frosty autumn?

Yes! I think I slipped and forgotten.

Maybe we could start over?

If we must. I’d rather have a warm turnover,

and more hot chocolate.

You coming with?


Glowing Golden Goodness

shining like a beacon in the forest

calling me to rest my feet

at your trunk

answering a longing 

to be at rest

I sink into the branchy folds 

at your golden base

lovely we could meet this way

in your true form

golden goddess you are

lighting up the path we walk

glowing and nurturing

holding strong

among the ancient pines and young birches

you find your grace for us

What an absolutely gorgeous tree! ๐Ÿ˜

Love and blessings, ๐Ÿ’• Carrie


Watching You Turn

It’s never a competition

the maples changing from green to red.

No, they merrily go about it day by day.

In their own way.

One brightly adorned in his finest reds.

While Miss Maple quietly watches.

Blushing red in slower stages.

All getting there as they need to.


Wooly Bear

Although you look so soft and fuzzy.

You really are a bit prickly.

Fast when your cruising the trails.

Creating giggles as you climb in our hands.

We always enjoy seeing one of you.

Wildlife we can hold for a moment or two.

The kids always get excited when they see a wooly bear. They saw three on this hike. Each one picked up and examined. 

One even had eyebrows. Which we still giggle about.

Even the smallest creatures can bring such joy.

Love and blessings, ๐Ÿ’• Carrie


Hiking Season!

Although, I enjoy hiking year round, there is something about Autumn which feels like hiking season. 

I can never tell if it is the way the air smells, full of fallen leaves and warm sun, the way the sun sits at an angle which provides the most spectacular blue skies, or the way the birds vibrantly fly around chattering and singing as they move on south.

Whatever the reason, I declare autumn hiking season. ๐Ÿ™‚ 

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Dew Kissed. Sun Kissed. And Gorgeous.

Morning has arrived. Sun be speckled skies.

Dew kissed world. Sparkles like diamonds and pearls.

It wakes with quiet light. Kissing gently away the night.

To erupt in glorious hues. Autumn foliage, flowers, and dew.

All fresh and new. Feeling quite alive and promised skies.

Speaks of sun and a hint of warmth. Enough to kiss the dew away.

Woken to another spectacular autumn day.

Always blessed by nature’s beauty. Even in the smallest flowers, nature provides an elegance and light which brightens my world every time.

Love and blessings, ๐Ÿ’• Carrie


Everyday Changes.

Maple is changing daily

from her Summer clothes

to a vibrant deep red
before she bares all

her glorious branches

she puts on her red dress

and goes out in style

Caught her in mid dress. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ Sorry Miss Maple. Next week she ought to be ready for her fall reveal. ๐Ÿ˜‰ 

Love and blessings, ๐Ÿ’• Carrie



Only you could pull it off.

Vibrant hues and funky socks.

Only you could look this way.

Oddly beautiful. Stunning day.

Vibrant in your fall foliage.

Cool and crisp your air is.

I will definitely take more vibrant days like this!