“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.”
– George Eliot
“The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly
changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.”
– Henry Beston, Northern Farm
The woods behind our house is the perefct exploration spot for our boys. Each year as the season changes we get to see the woods transform from lush summer to fiery fall, bare winter and blooming spring. Here are a few pics of our fall cleanup day.