Mount Everett
our eyes trail the ranges to
the sound of our huff and puff
Mount Everett
our huff and puff trail
the Berkshires' ranges
In May, Western Massachusetts's Berkshires sleepily emerge from winter and prepare for an onslaught of summer visitors. Enjoy the lingering blooms while hiking in solitude through forests of ferns, flowers, and pines. The Appalachian and Mohawk trails run through the Berkshires, and numerous state parks, state forests, and land-trust reserves maintain trails. If paths are dry, try ascending Mount Everett, one of the Berkshires' tallest peaks, which affords wide views of the pastoral hills.
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