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Many things have caught my eyes in the fading autumn light. Shadows on the ground. Angels in stained glass windows. Parsley fading in my indoor garden.  I have snapped shots of them all and yet it is the detail from two leaves given by a friend that I choose to share this day.

She handed them to me as she raced out the door, baby in one hand, and two leaves in the other. She said she thought of me as she saw them, and as she’s done in the past, she added with a smile, “Now, see what you can do with these.” Encouragement is always good. 😉

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Water flowed across the asphalt, a broken pipe perhaps.  In the bright light of the day were reflected the reds, greens, and golds of the overarching trees, and the thick dark lines of the neighboring fence.

And nearby a butterfly perched, the brightest one I’ve seen all year.

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My view on the way to the StoveFactory Gallery in Charlestown where I did a bit of gallery sitting for the 2015 Fall Art Exhibit. A beautiful show. Final opportunity to view is next weekend, October 24 & 25, 11 – 5.

Learn more here: http://www.artistsgroupofcharlestown.com/

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Cliche but that’s what it was.  These images were taken in the dying of the light, as we exited the Brooks Estate.

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You can read more about the Brooks Estate via this link: http://www.brooksestate.org/

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during my travels

of all the herbs and plants left behind

the marigold alone did not survive

except

there is a single blossom

autumnal orange with patches of gold

broken off I suppose as its green stem dried

that blossom it still thrives

without water or soil yet warmed by the sun

at rest where I found it upon returning home

on the tabletop next to the kitchen window

we’ll see how long it lasts

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Back home, I was racing up and down the stairs trying to photograph the morning sun as it struck the burnt orange leaves of the oak tree.  As I turned around to walk back down the stairs, I noticed the silhouette on the wall. For a while, I photographed those shadows, the subtle shift of the shapes as the wind stirred the branches outside, and inside, how my motion stirred the butterflies on the mobile hanging from the ceiling.

As for the orange leaves that first drew my attention … to my eyes, they are like stained glass.

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