Autumn In New England

The air is cool and crisp, the sky a beautiful light blue with wispy clouds floating by like cotton candy. The smell of fall is in the air.

We are going to take a trip to some of the towns I grew up in and around and experience what makes fall so special in New England… Put on your imagination caps and follow me…

We find ourselves first in the countryside…. As we walk down the road we can feel the crisp cool air brushing against our cheeks… The air is filled with the smell of Fall… The children are playing in the freshly fallen leaves…. You can hear their laughter and the crunching of leaves as they jump and roll …You can also hear the birds singing in the trees…Everything smells so clean… The trees are dressed in their best party clothes… The bright red, orange, yellow, gold and browns with some green sprinkled in the midst…

As we continue walking we suddenly find ourselves in the middle of a downtown metropolis. Here things are different… instead of people leisurely enjoying the beautiful fall day, we see people rushing about… There’s a woman pulling a child behind her, she must be late for work… And there’s a man getting ready to go down into the subway, he stops and looks up at the sky… There is a dark and foreboding cloud in the sky and he thinks… It will be snowing in another month or so, as he pulls up the collar on his coat and proceeds down into the subway…
Although we are standing in front of a beautiful park … no one seems to notice the beautiful trees… the trees, dressed in their beautiful leaves of bright red, orange, yellow, gold and browns… Somehow they don’t seem quite as brilliant as those in the country… maybe it’s because the tall buildings hide the sun…

Well let’s continue on… We now find ourselves in the mountains… It’s a narrow road that winds through the mountains up into Canada…It is known as the Mohawk Trail… Looking to our right we see forests filled with trees and bushes and many other types of plants… Here we find mighty oak trees with its beautiful red, orange and gold leaves… over there we see great maple trees, pregnant with its sweet syrup waiting the right time for harvesting… it also is clothed in beautiful colors… we can see sycamores, elms, ash and many other beautiful trees, all dressed in their beautiful bright fall colors… Let’s not forget faithful evergreens… they round out nature’s color scheme… The color is more intense, deeper and richer than in the country or the city…Even the air smells different … we can smell the pine, nature’s own air freshener… we can also smell the many kinds of wild herbs… the forest ground is littered with fallen leaves …creating a multicolored carpet…We can barely here the animals as they walk around in the forest the carpet of leaves are so thick… all we hear is the crunching of the leaves…Even the birds are happy as they sing their song of fall…Nature is at peace and in balance as fall marches on to meet winter….

As we continue up the trail we look to our left and look directly at one of the most beautiful mountains… the White Mountains… we can see the blues and purples along with the shadows as the sun begins to set… we look up and see a sky so blue the color of indigo and perfect… we do however, see the same dark foreboding cloud that we saw in the city… It truly looks like old man winter is not far behind… but for now the temperature is perfect and the colors and smells are breathtaking…
It’s time for us to return to our little country road and back to reality…. We have experienced fall in the country, in the city and in the mountains… we have seen that the colors although the same, their intensity was different…The country with its bright light air, the city with its more what seemed oppressive air and the mountain with its deep intense rich air…All beautiful and all part of Autumn in New England…