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When a river at dusk declaresitself moody in Idaho there's an anticipatory atmosphereof 19th century France wheat fields, someglimmer of welcomefatigue as a light rainmay fall within the houron a painter then photographernow compactimaginationmakes this compactwith how Europesails westto find a newworld old orderwhere wavesmirror a lonefisherman who might as wellbe standing in deep furrows in a wheatfieldto meet his lateneighborCezanne
I love the jolly-looking Halloween pumpkins !! Quaint and benevolent, give me those over the ghoulish horror themes any day of the week. Those things scare the Bee Gees out of me. :)
Thank you, Anon, for a wonderful poem! xxooHi Shell, I saw these in a yard in a neighborhood near where I work. They are jolly-looking! Perfect for fall and Halloween....
So beautiful autumn scenes!Love principally "By the river at dusk"!
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