the air smells of apples
and horses
and woodsmoke
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15 comments:
Glad the farm is Elysian Hills and not Elysian Fields. Otherwise, horses, apples and wood smoke might have to make way for greeks, heroes an debauched souls.
I loved this composition, wonderful shot!
Léia :)
This is an interesting perspective on the barn and tree. I assume that the reference to a tree farm means that they raise Christmas trees there, unless they operate a tree nursery.
In tiny Costa Rica the government is planting 7 million new trees per year to re-forest areas that were cleared for cattle ranches or other reasons, so there must be tree farms around someplace.
I am not sufficiently literate to be familiar with the reference above to Elysian Fields, but I am sure that there would be no debauchery in prim and proper New England.
So very nice! Apples, horses and woodsmoke. How can you beat that? Beautifully composed photo with wonderful autumnal colors!
Have a great day, poetess!
Beautiful and serene :)
I thought only red barns were allowed in VT:)
I can also guess the smell of the fresh grass ,of the land after the rain,of the moss on the tree, of the approaching autumn..Humm, delicious!
Excellent composition! And mysterious too.
Nice shot, I can smell it when I close my eyes. Maybe one day we'll have blogs you can actually smell.
There is something so rustically romantic about wondering what lies beyond the barn door.
That barn looks like it will be with us for a while yet. Beautiful lines in such a utilitarian building and grounds.
very nice photo. such a wonderful image.
Beautiful brown barn . . . can't say I ever saw one painted that color. What really catches my eye is the stone foundation.
I like the low tech ramp with a drywall. The tree seems to have tentacles instead of branches...
Being a lover of old trees and barns I find your picture and description delightful.
Sunny :)
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