When the days grow crisp
And the air is clean,
And the leaves begin to fall;
When reds and golds
Replace the green,
And the southbound geese do call,
I dream about a special place,
A pathway for the soul,
Where you and I could dream as one
And take an autumn stroll.
A New Year
6 years ago
4 comments:
Thank you for the comment on my blog. The fall is so beautiful and inspiring. I paint too so I am really jazzed at this time of year. Your pics are truly lovely too.
Wow, I guess you are a photographer. Very inspiring. I have just begun to really dive into my camera that I've had for nearly a year and am truly enjoying every moment with it.
I'll have to come back to see how its really done!
This one makes me want to hop on my bike and see where that dirt road leads to. Nice lighting also.
I don't recall if they allow bikes there, Dan, but you can easily check out the trail. It is in a park just below my house, and leads to the Snohomish River.
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