walk with me wednesday..

What a strange autumn.  Gorgeous warm days. A snowstorm. More gorgeous warm days. Sunday was one of the later.  All week the predictions were for a day in the 50's, maybe higher, and sunny.  I needed an afternoon off before the holiday push. Armed with sandwiches, nuts, and a thermos of tea, we headed for one of my favorite spots.  

 

Until several years ago, the bluff was covered in an impenetrable thicket.  Less than half remains.  I argue with the wisdom of the decision to cut it down, partly because there are now so many fewer birds and because I love the look of the brush that makes up the thicket.

There are bittersweet vines and wild rose.

And trees shaped by the winds.  The deer still find spots to shelter in.  We saw a buck several times during the day.  Between stands of thicket, the grasses are shoulder high and we'd see only his antlered head moving across the field. 

There are rocks..

(you know where this is going.. )   and more rocks..

 

We went prepared.  What could be better than sitting on a rocky beach, just at water's edge, soaking up the late autumn sun, gathering beach stones.  

 

Almost perfect.