I keep it staying at Home -
With a bobolink for a Chorister,
And an Orchard, for a Dome.
- Emily Dickinson
Sunday, November 2
The crisp blue sky and earthy smell of Fall drew us outside early this morning. We indulged our inner naturalists and felt (mostly) justified in skipping mass. Fortified with coffee and donuts, our little threesome embarked on a self-guided nature walk through Highbanks Metro Park.
Our pace was much slower than the other hikers out today, but we thoroughly enjoyed the exercise and fresh air. J religiously pointed out every downed tree ("big tree fall down"). We peered through 
the slats on the bridges we crossed, J unsuccessfully looking for fish or frogs. Birds sang and squirrels busily gathered acorns and nuts. Every so often we paused to sit on a log bench or examine fallen leaves and acorns. J and I tucked a few acorns into our pockets and when we got home I made a little arrangement for our kitchen table.
the slats on the bridges we crossed, J unsuccessfully looking for fish or frogs. Birds sang and squirrels busily gathered acorns and nuts. Every so often we paused to sit on a log bench or examine fallen leaves and acorns. J and I tucked a few acorns into our pockets and when we got home I made a little arrangement for our kitchen table.It was a beautifully peaceful (and educational) morning.
"Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain."
- Henry David Thoreau
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