I love walking through the woods on a cool Fall day. Its one of the places where the beauty and colour of the season really is evident.
The forest paths are covered in fallen leaves, the colours are awesome. The air smells fresh.
Squirrels are preparing for the long winter. We always have a packet of peanuts to pass out.
Being in the rainforest belt, unfortunately the leaves are always wet. The ground is wet, the air is damp and so the leaves never get to dry out and crisp up. I do miss shuffling through a path of dry crunchy leaves and hearing the crunch underfoot.
In fact the day when these were taken, it was raining.
My mind keeps coming back to the poem
"The Woods were silent, Dark and Deep"
These woods were not silent. If you listened closely there was a buzz of activity in progress. Even with all the people besides us that were out enjoying the fall day, the woods would not of been silent!
I love that the photos I took captured one small moment in the Forest life. It will not look like this ever again. It was a fleeting moment to experience and the next time I visit here it will be a totally different experience. Its always new.
