I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die...
The Peace Of Wild Things
The When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound...
The greens are less saturated, the corn harvest is in full swing, the apples are dropping, and there was even the slightest hint of fall in the air this week.
The recent blue moon provided some great opportunities to explore silhouettes and reflections. Hope you like these, which will make the bug bites worth it. -N
Not an everyday family portrait, but this is not an everyday family either!