Where No One Can See

They say - it's color less. This November landscape.

They say - it's empty and quiet and void of life.
They tell me - it's not worth capturing and recording.

I say - it's rich and ripe and full. Every day - a new palette is showing.

The hawks are circling...stalking their prey. 
The deer are running.
The squirrels and chipmunks are gathering and storing.
The geese announce themselves - loudly and proudly - while migrating south for the winter.

She says - she likes it.
Where no one can see her. Where no one is even looking her way.

I say - this is nature's mother revealing her majesty. 
I say - it's beautiful. 
Any which day.