I am in the habit of taking my camera with me every time I go somewhere. Even if at first thought my destination seems unlikely to be of any interest because it is so ordinary and common, there may be things on the way that will be worth stopping. This time I am taking my son to a meeting for a hike.
On the way there I pass this quiet lake with canoes already asleep in the expectation of coming winter. From where I can park on the side of the road, there is only one place to get closer to the boats. I have to be careful – the ground is treacherously soft. My fingers get cold. I can feel the chilly weather all around me. Yet the remnant of the sunlight lingers and reflects the canoes vibrant colors.
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great post and lovely pictures too
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Thank you. You have an interesting blog yourself. I like quite a few of your photographs, especially the close ups.
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thank you for your encouraging comments and stopping by to see the pics.
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You are welcome. Keep looking for intriguing things from your corner of the world 🙂
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thanks.
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Beauty proliferates in common places!
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Cóż za przepiękna jesień. Jak w Polsce!
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Zupelnie. Przypomina mi Polske gdzie sie nie obejrze.
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