Sunday, November 04, 2007
The Peeping Sun
Our little valley wakes slowly in the late fall; the sun peeps above the east ridge, slanting its long rays across the pond and lighting up the maples and oaks while our house still slumbers in the cool shade, with frost crystals sparkling on the shingles and the cats curled up on the carpet. It will be a beautiful day.
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Breathtaking photo... our backyard woodland (I face east when I look at it) is all a variety of oaks (also beautiful).
What a poetic description. We can certainly imagine it.
Have a great day!
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What a poetic description. We can certainly imagine it.
Have a great day!
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