pokes the frivolity of autumn in its chest
(spring street)
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- the rockettes link arms for their finale.
- approach with caution
- life is
- wee orange pumpkins
- shrouded farm
- is there anything more inviting on a raw october day
- the last roses of summer
- an elbow of old roof
- the sun has a particular fondness
- one still moment
- the trees
- little red shed
- may your box always be filled
- red house in autumn
- born unicorn
- autumn trails its saffron fingers
- barns reconcile themselves
- such a tender green shoulder
- the air tastes crisp
- seven little squash, all in a row
- something in the way she moved
- in autumn
- do you suppose this fellow
- this image might be a shoe-in
- which would you choose to eat
- for vogon poet
- what would you make
- honey in the comb
- blue towers
- dancing on water
- a most wonderful sort of graffiti
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12 comments:
... and all the while, it's autumn on spring street. Let's hope they'll be a spring on fall avenue soon. Just me the optimist muttering.
Clever framing...
Love the juxtaposition of the peeling paint and sharp angle with the bounty of brilliant leaves! Mmmmm.
Wow, fantastic contrast.
We had strong winds yesterday, almost all treasures gone from the trees. Great that yours are still at the places.
Pow! Makes me wonder if the snowplows are just a little early.
Ka-thunk! MB
Is that usually a problem in Vermont - autumnal frivolity? Looks like one heck of a beautiful problem, if it is!
Beautiful capture.
Both great images, the one of pixels and the one of words...
The majesty of Autumm colours.
tres bien couleurs..
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