A mountain brook steps its way down the ledge.
Small persistent wonders.
A winter escape from time.
A winter reminder of warmer days.
The Deerfield River surges through the Salmon Hole.
An abandoned beaver pond catches the evening sky.
Breaking trail, someone who knows these woods well.
Monadnock stands alone, constant guardian.
Days and years on Black Mountain, open to the west.
Trail of a young moose, coming down the mountain.