outside experience: capital-n nature

It was Sunday morning, or rather early afternoon by the time we forced ourselves to put the reading down & pull the sheets back. We heated Joe’s buffalo chili on the stove, put on extra shirts, slipped toes into socks for the first time this season.

It is fall. It is official. The change in season was highlighted in my day planner months ago. We were going hiking.

On weekend mornings, the public radio station plays bluegrass–setting the perfect tone for a drive through the trees of Indiana just beginning to blush with autumn colors. There was coffee in the thermos.

For more on our trip to the woods & my new favorite poem (by Nathaniel Perry), click over to project v515.

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About meganbetz

human geography PhD Student at Indiana University; wife, reader, writer, baker, gardener
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