Ganondagan in Autumn, Part 2

Here's another handful of pictures from my hike about a month and a half ago.  The stair step falls of Great Brook are always a highlight. I didn't get a picture of it, but I also found a bone sitting at the bottom of the brook. I assumed it was probably a deer bone, but it looked just as much like a human thigh bone.

As I stood there taking it all in, there were birds at the head of the falls, flying back and forth over the water, sometimes stopping to wash themselves in the shallows. They were obvious evidence of life. I could feel it all through the area, however--emanating from the water and the ground and the surrounding trees and vegetation. Even as it was in the process of dying before the arrival of the cold, something remained. It was one impossibly complex web that I moved in. I just wish we could remember to be a part of it, and not have this idea that it's ours to despoil if we choose.