The Last Pumpkin

Hey come back...

Don't leave me here all alone!

 

It's getting cold out!

 

 

I could be pie you know...

 

Good Greif

It's getting dark

Maybe if I roll down that hill a bit...

 

Something Pretty

 

I was looking through some photos I had stored on my work computer and came up with these

 

 

 

They were taken a while back, before the tree fell.

 

All I did was fiddle with the exposure a bit

and all this color came out.

 

Nature provided the texture.

 

I think they're pretty.

Today

The sky made up for

 any lack of color in the trees today

 

 

I took a drive down an old dirt road in the woods

It couldn't decide to be overcast or sunny.

 

This barn is part of the Forest Preserve District

They house horses and equipment for the veterans that do the

Civil War reenactments.

 

The blue in the sky today was just amazing.

It was windy as hell.

Wintery Beach Day



 

November at the beach has it's own flavor.

 

 

The lake is turning so the water turns grey

 

 

 

Even on calm days there are waves

 

 

There is a beauty to each season.

There is calmness but urgency in this season on the lake.

Right side up

 

I have absolutely nothing to say!

A safe commute

The combination of freshly harvested fields and abundant water has made for a great deal of ...

"Goose Activity"

 

I made the turn and this serene commute was over!

 

 

How do I put this politely?

I got Goose splashed!!

 

You don't want to see a picture of the car.

 

Imagination

 

Even as a child I have always been attracted to

images of a curving path or road going over a hill

The unknown...

What's around the bend?

 

 

I suppose I am not the only one

Why else would great artists photograph and paint these scenes.

 

 

 

These images are of the Volo Bog

A favorite destination for Birders

and though I did hear many birds, and frogs, this day

I saw few...

My focus was the path.

 

This is a place of reflection for me.

The purest sounds of nature bring

comfort and clarity.

 

More on Volo Bog

 

 

 

 

Rebirth

There is always hope for renewal.

 

 

I am continually humbled by the power of a seed!

It can be food

the beginning of an idea

maybe

a tree or flower.

 

Always amazing!