For the past week, I’ve been using the 50mm lens more and more often. I miss the macro but it’s good to miss something now and then, don’t you think?
I sat in front of this screen, blank except for the three photos you see here, wondering what it was that I wanted to say, when I realized that all I wanted to do was to share the photos.
There is a whisper of fall in the air and I’m ready to be through with this summer.
I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its tone is mellower, its colours are richer, and it is tinged with a little sorrow. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and its content. ~ Lin Yutang
We are so blessed to live where we do, in this old manor house on historic ground. Sometimes, if I let myself, I can almost picture how it used to be and how beautiful it could be again with some tender loving care.
And plenty of money.
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game.
~ Joni Mitchell
Have a beautiful day, all. And as ever, thanks for stopping by.
Until tomorrow, then . . .