6 days, 2 hours
A rather apt description, don’t you think?
A willow and (if I recall correctly) a cottonwood. Distant cousins, granted, related nonetheless.
The soft curves of trees, clouds, and the almost imperceptible curvature of the land are restful to the eye.
1 week, 1 day
I pass this barn several times a week. It’s the same barn, in the same place, yet the light is different every day. It’s a work of art. 47 more words
1 week, 3 days
The past few mornings have been calm, dewy, foggy, misty. Yesterday morning I stopped to drink in the quiet. This scene, looking back to the early sun, struck me. 19 more words
Almost the exact same spot and perspective as the previous post. What a difference three months makes.