I rarely get to the country at the peak of fall colors,
always a little early or a little late.
But this year it couldn't have been more beautiful.
Mesmerizing, inviting reverie and giddy moments,
fleeting glimpses of the profound.
The backroads of upstate New York ablaze.
For the first time, I saw the changing color of the ferns,
how lovely they are.
Our property is shady and damp, filled with ferns,
so why haven't I ever taken this in before?
I could study this landscape for the rest of my life
and never see it all.