Yesterday, I hiked around Hawk Mountain before the sun crested the treetops. It was humid and damp but I loved how the sunlight illuminated the fog into shafts. The carpet of ferns was slowly dying and the chipmunks were frantically getting ready for winter. Or were they upset by my presence? Who knows what goes on in the minds of chipmunks?
Hope you all had a good weekend.
Wishing you all a good week.