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pathway through woodlands with riot of october autumn colours

Day 289 – October riot

“October proved a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.” ~ Keith Donohue 
double exposure of early autumn trees

Day 284 – Double vision

"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see." ~ Henry David Thoreau So what do you see? In case you can't work it out let me explain. This is a the result of me having a…
Autumn falls colours in the trees

Day 278 – October falls

The sweet calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mold The purple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold." - William Cullen Bryant 
Green field with poppies in it

Day 228 – Poppy

"Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came, And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame. With burnt mouth red like…
Afternoon sunlight bursts through trees

Day 192 – Bursts of summer

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Twisted out of shape tree branches reflected in water

Day 174 – Out of shape

“The world around me and my past seem far away and distorted, as if time and space were taffy being stretched and looped and twisted out of shape.” ~ Daniel Keyes 
Looking up through oak trees to the blue skies

Day 165 – Character

"A tree against the sky possesses the same interest, the same character, the same expression as the figure of a human." ~ Georges Rouault 
Dappled sunlight through tree in black and white

Day 154 – June poetry

“To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June” ~ Jean Paul Sartre 
Winter trees reflected in rippling stream water

Day 55 – Rippling

There is a tiny brook that wends its way As it twists and it turns, where'er it may; And over each glistening stone it brings To us the rippling song that it sings. ~ Gertrude Tooley Buckingham This little stream…
Looking up through the winter trees in the woods

Day 51 – Beautiful Woods

“How quiet the woods are today... not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore. How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of you as…
Black and white of large oak tree in the morning february mists

Day 49 – February mists

"Thick February mists cling heavily To the dead earth and to each leafless tree, And closer down upon the hilltops draw, Dull forecasts there of bright, sure-coming spring; Yet the heart gathers hope and strange delight From this dear, unlovely,…
Reflection of trees in river with winter fog

Day 34 – Winter Adventure

"We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open." ~ Jawaharlal Nehru And you don't…