Celebrating my first Torridon Autumn

Each season has its loveliness,

But Fall is my favourite by far.

Hills clothed with gold. No crowned princess, 

In radiance could compare. 

 My nimble paws tread lightly through

The once green bracken, sedge and grass,

Transformed to soft autumnal hues

Of amber, russet, burnished brass.

 As darkness crowds out daylight hours

Each sunlit moment grows more prized,

For soon I will retreat indoors,

To comfy rugs and warm log fires.

Happy Nature Friday friends!