Walk the property. Just looking seeing things snap here or there, just relaxing for a few. The land was perfect, the creek ran a bit deeper and traces of little flash floods were definitely visible. She sets the place up, kicks back on the hammock and watches colors change and fires glow. A nice brisk kind of weekend, exactly what I needed. It ends too soon always, driving home to stop and go and work and repeats, they are down that highway.
-songs fly south for winter.
clouds cover their backs.
foothills and valleys change
shadows. oranges, pinks, reds flow over.
quilted touches of octobers presence.
a cool feeling of natures bliss.
maybe more to come not too sure yet. peace and love.
view all the images from the weekend at http://gallery.me.com/barchbold
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