“Go, sit upon the lofty hill,”

Autumn has come to the Concord River, and she is decked out in jeweled tones of green and rust.

Mallard drake in his fall colors.

Mallard drake in his fall colors.

Glorious drake.

Glorious Autumn drake.

The chipmunks are still scampering around, frantically searching for nuts and seeds to store, before the cold weather sends them to bed for the winter.


“Hey, don’t even think of digging up the bulbs I just planted!”

The changing of the season brought a new visitor to my neck of the river. I can’t remember when I last saw a Great Egret and am thrilled he decided to spend some time.

Great egret - cool!

Great egret – cool!

The cormorants have been spending quality time together. The water level is low enough to expose some rocks, which the cormorants enjoy, taking turns to sun themselves. Kind of like “king of the mountain,” bird style.


My turn!

Cool mornings, warm days, breathtaking sunsets. Autumn has not disappointed so far.

Mabon, blessed be!

Blessed Mabon!

“Go sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild,
Do hymn an autumn sound.”   Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Blessed be :}


About tinthia

Wondering, searching, and wandering, I'm an earth witch with a desire to get it right in my lifetime. The flow of the river feeds my inner goddess and fuels my soul. Blessed be. :}
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