Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Mid November



"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree” Emily Bronte 


Nature's palette continues to change.

Nut browns and pale wheat,
a hot beverage is welcome when one comes in from the field.









Twisted and brittle, plant carcasses transform into beautiful and haunting  sculptures.

Beauty can be found whatever the season.


Thursday, November 08, 2012

Early November


 A heart peeks through a fence.

 

 Collage of felines and femmes.

 

Reflection