Musings of a roaming nature nerd

Pennsylvania is…

 

… lichen covered rocks under foot.

… the difference between red and white oak.

… warm rain and earth worms.

… ever green mountain laurel under ever gray winter skies.

… ticks in the grass.

… cows and corn and farms and fields and country lanes woven into a rural tapestry.

… early spring flowers.

… leaves scattered in reds and yellows and browns.

… the smooth, soft, gray bark of a beech tree.

… carolina chickadees, red-headed woodpeckers and turkey vultures.

… brown, crunchy, summer grass.

… cold wind howling against numb ears.

… red-tailed hawks on roadside posts.

… unavoidable, pond sized puddles.

… old mountains becoming new hills.

… the taste of apple cider and the smell of fresh earth.

… fireflies in the millions.

… rocky creeks and wide rivers.

… humid air and lightning in the clouds.

… peepers celebrating the summer sunset.

… a timid yet grounded sense of home.

 

One Response

  1. Astrid

    not to forget the orchards :)

    me like :)

    November 28, 2011 at 1:38 am