fall color
you come
at your own pace
please do not hurry
i hope for you to stay
as long as possible
that is
if i had it my way…
I am linking to Week 2 of Festival of Leaves
walking by faith and not by sight
fall color
you come
at your own pace
please do not hurry
i hope for you to stay
as long as possible
that is
if i had it my way…
I am linking to Week 2 of Festival of Leaves
I see just a wee bit of color peeking. I echo your sentiment. No hurry, but stay awhile once you arrive. Love that blue feather!
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Thank you Patti!
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Fall is one of my favorite subjects for there is so much there to charm, color, crisp air, the magic of imagery when a breeze sweeps dried leaves into a pile, then you could possibly have a new creation … perhaps a Monet! I like your poem, fall is a good subject.
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Oh yes,,,, same here! Having been born in a desert community I didn’t get to experience the special fall package, until years later. But now I embrace the season with open arms… (:
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Thank you Marie!!
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Memories of Norway the Land of the Midnight Sun
Another image that invokes more reminiscences
Of Norway, its fiords, its incredible scenery
Of Kristiansand a City full of pleasantness
2 weeks canoeing with my friends and Henry
2 weeks climbing, abseiling, mountain quietness
All part of an army’s adventure training itinerary
Skis stacked on pines, a symbol of trustworthiness
In places wherever we trod, lemming purgatory
In thousands all very flat it all seem so pointless
We had all heard that lemmings were migratory
But whatever happen there verged on relentlessness.
Trout fishing to supplement the food inventory.
Took our minds off lemmings, lost its interestingness.
Last meal at base camp, was for all, obligatory.
Last night in Kristiansand dancing ourselves senseless
On the ferry to Hjorring in Denmark, extraordinary.
For not one of us mentioned the town name, mindless
That our pronunciation could possibly be derogatory.
Although not at al,l or in any way my words could be priceless
But you, Words of Honey did invoke in me a memory
Of when as a young man, I was so full of fiesteness
Now not so young, but always ready for my next journey
Take care, and many thanks for sharing your memory invoking photo,
Mick
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My friend I will have to look up lemmings..lol! unless you want to tell me what they are. I was born in southern california, known for it’s heat in the summer…ugh and palm trees. I grew weary of the palm trees, as they lined the streets. I have respect for them now.. Some places like Norway are rather foreign to this former desert rat but I have an appreciation for beauty and it’s wonderful to connect with those that have lived in far away places that I may never see except through the eyes and photos of others. And being that I too am older I thankful for each day I wake up to greet the morning and continue on my journey.. I am happy to contribute to memory invoking.. you are welcome… (:
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I expect you’ve already looked them up, however just in case they a rodent, have a look here https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lemming I think there little cuties. Never did find out the cause of their demise, very strange.
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Actually I hadn’t.. They are cute compare to the Nutria’s I have heard about that live here in the state of Oregon. Take a look at them when you have time…
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Nutria, knew they were called by that name from many academic sources, never heard it used openly until now. I’ve always known it as the Coypu, a south American rodent; grows up to 60 cm, 2 feet long. I don’t know if they still are, but they were once farmed for their fur. The latter could be the reason they are found wild in the state of Oregon, ether released or escapees. I cant sat I dislike them, but there certainly not cute.
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I have only seen one because a police officer had removed one off someones property and relocated it to the woods. I had been walking by at the time. I think it would have at another time made me jump…
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ps Thank you for sharing this…
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Your welcome
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That’s absolutely beautiful! The picture is gorgeous and the poem so true! We can’t control how fast the colours come and go but we can take some time to appreciate them, when they are there. For me it feels the same, though, I always find that autumn is over too quick.
Thank you for your entry, see you next week xx
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Thank you Verena! You are welcome… Have a beautiful da…
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Such a glorious time if year. Beautiful image 😉
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It is Julie.. Thank you!
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Love Fall weather. Yes, stay a while…:)
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Fall is the best season (in my opinion)! So beautiful plus there are always so many more things to do this time of year…especially after a long hot summer like we have in AZ. Very pretty photo. Do you ever pick a place and photograph it several times a year to see the changes?
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After three years (almost) of being here I realized that I should do that. Or at least focus on a certain tree and photograph the seasonal change.. I have been watching the hummers. They love our backyard.. So much fun. Now we have the finches visiting because of the sunflower seeds. I am still working on getting a good shot of the geese. I still have not figured out the settings for catching them as they fly over…
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Popping in for a visit from Verena’s festival of leaves blog. Lovely photo and even lovelier poem. I like autumn and too hope it lingers for a while.Good luck with the geese photography! I usually set my camera to sports mode as I am hopeless with all the techie stuff!
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Hi.. Thank you Jude! Just want fall to move in slow motion, so I don’t miss anything. I will try the sports mode when I get the opportunity.. So much fun.. this photography stuff… (:
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Lovely!
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Thank you Bette!
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