I wrote this because when I walk these woods my mind is at ease and thoughts flow more easily, carrying their own tune. This little story captures walks in those woods from my own real perspective. Upon seeing the picture, a request for some words came in, so I wrote this after noon.
There’s a wooded place where I like to go
I walk this place even in rain and snow
The sounds of this place please my ears
Quiet, or wind, and birds that often appear
Sight lines here exist only from above
Effort required to see the beauty I love
There’s a trail but in places it’s hard to find
I don’t mind if I wander, so does my mind
Then I see some movement freezing my stride
Looking at the brush where grouse go to hide
Without warning a white-tail I barely could see
Bounds through the forest just as easy as could be
I moved slowly through soft, deep snow and growth
The workout was good but the silence I love most
The trail then opens and I glimpsed the sky
A pair of eagles in training caught my eye
The river nearby I spot ducks and a goose
Having left the bog where I’ve seen many a moose
Finishing the loop I see the dash of a bobtail
Gone in a flash I finish this loop of a trail
Returning to the lot where I parked the car
Reality rushed back where it had seemed so far
Once in a while I am fortunate enough to “get away from it all” and escape to the north woods of NH. This weekend was one such time. For 30 or so hours I had a place to stay, no agenda, and the entire North Country to play in. It did rain and/or snow for the entire time I was up there but I tried to make the best use of this gifted time, which meant getting into the woods, even in the rain and snow.
I encountered more animals than I could get pictures of, including Deer, Turkeys, Ruffed Grouse, Canadian Geese, various Ducks, Bald Eagles, Hawks, Rabbits, and a Bobcat.
In my treks through the woods I only was on one trail and that was the Magalloway River Trail. The rest of the time I made my own trail through very thick brush and forest. It rained, it snowed, and everything in the forest was wet, including me. I also found myself knee-deep in snow several times, and on a couple of occasions I was in snow up to my belt buckle. Needless to say, I was soaked on both days I hiked.
Finally, after years of owning my camera, I finally tried out the timer function. I took some pictures of myself for the time, along Coon Brook in Pittsburg. I stacked several rocks in a pile, using the flat rocks on top to make my own camera stand. It seemed to work just fine.
Over the last few weeks I have been thinking about the North Country of New Hampshire and Maine while missing the hundreds of hours I have spent with my favorite animals, Moose. These are just a few of the hundreds of moose pictures I have taken over the years. The majority were taken with my 35mm camera so I have the prints and negatives and not nearly as many on my digital camera. Continue reading