Sunday, October 25, 2009

Leaf Color at Peak in Western North Carolina Mountains






Lines from poem" Living on the Mountain"
by Nancy Simpson

...Whether they bow or stand tall,
they do so with a dignity
that can't be bought.
These woods belong to me,
every maple and oak
How may women do you know
who own a forest?
From my deck, I smell trees
and I am filled with wealth. ...

1 comment:

Tipper said...

Beautiful words to go with beautiful pictures.