You open our eyes when they cannot truly see the magic that is around us and you put it in black-and-white and blue and green and yellow and gold. Each picture you take carries our weak legs into the prism of a New World. Thanks for making our journey possible. Thanks for taking us along as you travel. Your pictures are beautiful. Your words are perfect.
I really enjoyed this mornings newsletter. Particularly since I am at my happy place again in a little town called Fifield in northern Wisconsin. Can definitely feel fall in the air and I am not looking forward to going back to hot and humid in Indiana , but I will be back here in 3 weeks. Have a wonderful fall and winter. Love your work and your writing.
Summers in Minnesota are short, and precious.
You open our eyes when they cannot truly see the magic that is around us and you put it in black-and-white and blue and green and yellow and gold. Each picture you take carries our weak legs into the prism of a New World. Thanks for making our journey possible. Thanks for taking us along as you travel. Your pictures are beautiful. Your words are perfect.
I love the ebbs and flows of both spring and fall. The vibrant colors of each. Mother nature trying to figure out what season she wants to be.
I really enjoyed this mornings newsletter. Particularly since I am at my happy place again in a little town called Fifield in northern Wisconsin. Can definitely feel fall in the air and I am not looking forward to going back to hot and humid in Indiana , but I will be back here in 3 weeks. Have a wonderful fall and winter. Love your work and your writing.