I hear a finale of fireworks
crackle across the crown
of my blue and white umbrella.
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September 10, 2014 by Russ L
I hear a finale of fireworks
crackle across the crown
of my blue and white umbrella.
Lovely photo and poem!
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Thanks M&M! I took about ten shots for this session. This was the very first one!
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Ha that happens to me a lot too.
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…what a beautiful finale it is too! 🙂
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Thank You Marina!
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We traveled across Canada this summer and decided to drive through the US, hugging the border via hwy. 2. We passed Red Lake in MN. If this is your home, you live in very beautiful country. I like how this area is called “The North Woods.”
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Andi,
It is indeed, my home. With its lakes and sloughs, Pines and Birches, Willows and Cedars, rolling hills and forests, rivers and little creeks, it is a unique and beautiful country.
Best wishes,
Russell
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