They say - it's color less. This November landscape.
They say - it's empty and quiet and void of life.
They tell me - it's not worth capturing and recording.
I say - it's rich and ripe and full. Every day - a new palette is showing.
The hawks are circling...stalking their prey.
The deer are running.
The squirrels and chipmunks are gathering and storing.
The geese announce themselves - loudly and proudly - while migrating south for the winter.
She says - she likes it.
Where no one can see her. Where no one is even looking her way.
I say - this is nature's mother revealing her majesty.
I say - it's beautiful.
Any which day.