Summer birds have flown south, deciduous trees are bare. Wildflowers have faded and mushrooms are withered by the cold. But for the lover of nature, these last spare days of autumn offer one welcome gift. Silence.
by Chet Raymo
Summer birds have flown south, deciduous trees are bare. Wildflowers have faded and mushrooms are withered by the cold. But for the lover of nature, these last spare days of autumn offer one welcome gift. Silence.