We set out for an AM hike this morning, before trick-or-treaters made their presence known by ringing our doorbell repeatedly and slamming the door knocker obnoxiously. My sister and I convinced my mom to come along, too. She's never seen this part of the woods before, and, with the fall foliage at its height, now was the time to go. Who doesn't love some natural color?
It was unbelievably beautiful. Really. Be prepared for lots of photos.
We detoured a bit on the way down, instead of just heading right back to the car. The woods were so bright, the air so refreshing.. and Marge was yanking my arm off with enthusiasm!
I posed her on a couple of rocks, but she took it upon herself to jump on this boulder, which is a remnant from the Ice Age, 50,000 years old. I guess she likes the view?
It was a spectacular slice of time spent surrounded by nothingness. Like all things, it came to an end, and we crossed the road back to civilization. Until next time.