walking

27 September 2010 Comments Off on walking

I carried the basket filled
with all we would need –
blanket and tea, napkins
and pasties –
oh those delicious northern handpies! –
and all along the way
we stopped and noticed
the change from green to red
and orange and yellow.
The color of mushrooms
pushing through the bracken,
dry dead leaves tilted
aside to make way for the
beautiful fungi
mimicking the
oaks and maples overhead.

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