Monday, September 01, 2008

just a hint

The sky yesterday was blue, blue, blue. Warm sun shone, but there's a hint of the season to come in the air. A fresh feel to the air - a scent of change.
Another hint - an oak leaf, brown and dry, fallen on the rocky shore, waiting to be carried off on an autumn breeze.
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4 comments:

  1. Barb1:59 PM

    I miss not having a true fall in the phoenix area. I love the changing colors and the cooler weather.

    Have a great one.

    hugs to you

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  2. Pamela Terry and Edward2:16 PM

    Oh, it's coming and we can feel it here! Both Edward and I cannot wait for fall!

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  3. Nancy5:43 PM

    Beautiful pictures, Lorrie. I love sunset pics on the water...so serene.

    Have a great week.
    Hugs, Nancy

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  4. Charm and Grace10:50 PM

    What a beautiful sky and photo. Don't you sometimes feel that God paints those scenes just for us and makes sure we look up at just the right moment? He's the master artist! Thanks for sharing.

    Blessings,
    Christi

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