This is another of Melea's landscapes. Maybe better described as a detail in a larger landscape. Early Autumn in the foothills east of Salt Lake City.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Last of Autumn's Flowers
This is another of Melea's landscapes. Maybe better described as a detail in a larger landscape. Early Autumn in the foothills east of Salt Lake City.
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I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
~Edna St. Vincent Millay, "Afternoon on a Hill"
My daughter loves flowers and wants to pick everyone. Awesome photo.
Beach, you romantic you. Quoting much loved poems to the old woman. Don't you miss Anita? Remember when she posted a poem once a week. Maybe I'll revive her tradition until she gets up and running on te blogs.
I love Edna St. Vincent Millay!
That is a beautiful picture.
I loved my uncle there.
He was a skinny little bugger that could drink his weight in beer everyday.
What a gorgeous shade of purple.
Where the hell is Anita?
We should all just post poetry until she returns.
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