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Fall colours on a small wetland in the aspen parkland region near Hardisty, Alberta, Canada.
6 October, 2013.
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We are spending the morning at home putting away all the fall things and getting the Christmas things ready to go up. Have you started getting your home ready for Christmas?
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Fall came to my door last night.
A cool breeze wafted over the transom,
bringing the aroma of mulched leaves,
inducing a narcotic reverie.
Brushing through my forehead,
she entered my head.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“You know.”
She began searching through my mind,
surveying my thoughts and feelings.
“Not much has changed.”
“Have you been here before?”
Around me I saw a sea of litter,
piled and receding far into the distance.
She roamed about, scooping her arms
through the trash.
“What are you looking for?”
“Your soul.”
“You won’t find it. I don’t believe in souls.”
With a look of disdain,
she continued to sift through
the events of my life.
Then, “Found it!”, she said.
As she raised her arm
the room went dark.
In her hand was a bright, shining ring.
The light was primal and pure,
more than the eye could behold.
“What is that?”
“It is you before you were born.”
My knees buckled.
________________________
When I awoke, we were standing
atop an escarpment with fog
in the valley below. Around us were
tall conifers hung with moss.
Knobbed roots searched along the black
earth for sustenance.
The world was dying, and it was beautiful.
“You showed me myself
before I was born and myself
as I am now; what of the future?
Who will I be after I die?”, I asked.
She whispered in my ear a secret
that I know but cannot remember.
And said, “Beauty survives. Gather beauty.”
And was gone.
________________________
I awoke from my dream this morning
alive and happy, content with
what has been, what is now, and what shall come to be.
________________________
born of mist in cloud
raindrops fall on forest floor
mist becoming truth
I am still coping with winter weather in Ottawa but I realized that I never posted this Fall photo taken while walking my grandchildren to school
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Every tree and shrub is showing off their Fall colours now here in Montreal areas. This shot is from my balcony looking kitty corner towards the West.
Fall is pretty much over now. One of the last shots of fall without snow. We just got 2 inches of snow today so this is no longer the scene. A blanket of white has taken over. I guess some people like that.
Fall is the season of festivity, harvest, and creating new memories with friends and family. What are some of the ways you and your community like to gather in Second Life? Let us know in the comments below! (Photo source: Sage and Crystals Magazine Fall 2021 Issue - Motivational Ad) issuu.com/sageandcrystalssl/docs/sc_f21_final
Falling Slowly
Glen Hansard, Markéta Irglová
I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now
Falling slowly,…
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
Songwriters: Glen Hansard / Marketa Irglova
Falling Slowly lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
This was quite a nice location. We made the quick, muddy trek down to the foot of the waterfall during an impromptu visit to Falling Foss tea rooms.
I only discovered once there that the 10 stop was still in the car, and I was hoping for longer exposures than what I could physically achieve here. Especially as I was stopping down, exposing on the water, with a high contrast black and white image in mind.
Turns out high contrast colour works better with these autumn leaves. And I think the waterfall looks OK. I only rattled off a few quick shots, lacking any real enthusiasm with the kit I had. But in hindsight maybe I could have made a better shot with what I had. Next time.
This waterfall is worth a visit.
Our few days of fall were nice. We didn't get much snow, but places in northern Montana got up to 4 feet of snow.
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
...
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud
...
falling slowly- glen hansard
this one is for you Ishika =)
today started off with roaming around Shahbagh with Ishika and Ronggon as a part of an Urbanism course project. and well proceeded into a day of random photography which was AMAZING.
be sure to see a few more uploads coming up from this trip. cheers!
ifrane, one of the quiet city of Morocco, called switzerland of Morocco, with a snow in winter, green tree in spring, and colorful plant in fall, you fell welcome between his citizens
Very few fall colors here in Central Texas this year - temperatures will have to drop a little lower
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Fall Colors, Dolomite, Italy
This series was from my workshop to Italy in October, 2019.
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秋色，多洛米蒂，意大利。
本系列来自2019年10月我带的多洛米蒂摄影团。图片故事尽在微信公众号 BestCityscape .