The word that sprang to mind was "reflection"--both in the sense of glassy mirroring and also in deep thought. (Love the duck!) Thanks for sharing both your words and pictures, Vesper. Happy Autumn!
Hello Michelle, and thank you! I could hug that duck! :-) You too have a great day.
Karen, thank you! :-) This is the park with the tiny troll bridge. It's a place that "speaks" to me in many ways when I quiet down my mind...
Charles, once I get past a certain sense of loss, I find autumn very cool, not just weatherwise... :-)
Thank you, Marilyn! In fact, I thought that the duck could have these lazy thoughts... a last respite before cold settles in... Doesn't she look a bit smug even? :-) Happy Autumn to you too!
Michelle is right- that is one cute duck. If I met it in person, I believe I'd have to take it home! As for the poem, melancholoy and regretful acceptance flow through you beautifully. You are a wonderful voice for beauty's many transitions and for aching hope.
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Hello Vesper~ what a nice way to end summer and bring in autumn. these photos are great. i'm especially drawn to that duck. have a great day.
Beautiful pictures and verse! You always manage to capture the essence of the thing, Vesper.
I'm looking for Autumn coolness.
The word that sprang to mind was "reflection"--both in the sense of glassy mirroring and also in deep thought. (Love the duck!) Thanks for sharing both your words and pictures, Vesper. Happy Autumn!
Hello Michelle, and thank you! I could hug that duck! :-) You too have a great day.
Karen, thank you! :-) This is the park with the tiny troll bridge. It's a place that "speaks" to me in many ways when I quiet down my mind...
Charles, once I get past a certain sense of loss, I find autumn very cool, not just weatherwise... :-)
Thank you, Marilyn! In fact, I thought that the duck could have these lazy thoughts... a last respite before cold settles in... Doesn't she look a bit smug even? :-) Happy Autumn to you too!
Sigh....
Beautiful. And a tinge of sad.
Your picture reminded me that I dreamed about a duck last night. I believe I kissed him. :-) Lovely images and words dear Vesper.
perfect v... love the mallard hen, pond's pretty neat, too :)
*sigh*
Lovely :)
Hell with the duck...Hug me 'til winter is done.
Thank you, Jason. The sadness comes from the presentiment of the end… of any end…
What a lovely dream, Cat! Thank you! :-)
xoxoxo
Thank you, LW. Yeah, she’s beautiful. :-)
Miladysa, thank you. :-)
Catvibe and I should be able to keep you warm this winter, Walking Man… :-) :-) :-)
xoxoxo
And here we are surging into spring, - well sort of, the weather notwithstanding! xxx
Very soothing pictures, Vesper. :)
Michelle is right- that is one cute duck. If I met it in person, I believe I'd have to take it home! As for the poem, melancholoy and regretful acceptance flow through you beautifully. You are a wonderful voice for beauty's many transitions and for aching hope.
I know, Vanilla! Don't rub it in! :-) :-) :-)
xoxoxo
The light of these days of autumn is very soothing, the sun having lost its summer sharpness... Thank you, Bernard.
Rick, I hope you'd take it home to care for it not for any other purpose... :-) Thank you for your very kind words, my friend. :-)
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