The hard woods are giving up their leaves in the grand style we enjoy at the 45th parallel.
The forest floor is thick with ferns and mushrooms.
|Mrs. Kopytek lays open the envelope and tries not to get broasted in the process.|
|What a strange and beautiful pastime.|
When all the hot air balloons had returned safely to the field that evening they celebrated with a "Glow."
|This is our own geocache soon to be hidden deep in the woods|
|In Sumner the frogs are content with small village ways.|
A Group of Cedar Waxwings Kept a sharp eye on me as I trudged upstream.
|Michigan Chemical on the banks of the Pine circa 1965|
|The progress of science is strewn, like an ancient desert trail, with the bleached skeleton of discarded theories which once seemed to possess eternal life. - Arthur Koestler |