Showing posts with label tri color beech tree. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tri color beech tree. Show all posts
11/7/08

Falling Leaves

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The Leaves Are Green The leaves are green, the nuts are brown, They hang so high they won't come down. Leave them alone till frosty wea...
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2/3/08

#120--My Tree--The Final Shot...Farewell

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Farewell? a long farewell to all my greatness. This is the state of man; today he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes, tomorrow blossoms, ...
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2/2/08

#119--My Tree--Possessed by Snow

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long long The snow has possessed the mountains. - Unknown
2/1/08

#118--My Tree--Early Morning Snow

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There must be some nerve and heroism in our love, as of a winter morning. - Henry David Thoreau
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1/29/08

#117--My Tree--Bowing Down Its' Head

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when the trees bow down their heads,The wind is passing by. - Christina Georgina Rossetti
1/28/08

#116--My Tree--Covered in Ice and Snow

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When the ice is covered with snow, I do not suspect the wealth under my feet; that there is as good as a mine under me wherever I go. How ma...
1/27/08

#115--My Tree--The North Wind's Masonry

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Come see the north wind’s masonry. Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with...
1/10/08

#113--My Tree--Icicles Stand Guard

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“Honesty is like an icicle; if once it melts that is the end of it”. American proverb
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1/8/08

Take A Picture Tuesday--Snowy Winters

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So....continuing with my new format....Tuesday is now Take A Picture Tuesday. I'll put some photos on my blog each Tuesday and talk a li...
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1/7/08

#112--My Tree--Sadie in a Snow Globe

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“When it snows, you have two choices: shovel or make snow angels”
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1/6/08

#111--My Tree--From My Dining Room Table

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In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts —it is unusual to offer both. - Lewis Carroll
1/3/08

#110--My Tree--Through the Back Door

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For the sun will shine in my back door some day. - Richard M. Jones
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1/2/08

#109--My Tree--Looking in on the Neighbors

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A bad neighbor is as great a calamity as a good one is a great advantage. - Hesiod
1/1/08

#108--My Tree--New Beginnings

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What we call the beginning is often the end And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. - T.S. (Thomas Stear...
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12/31/07

#107--My Tree--New Year's Eve

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The only way to spend New Year’s Eve is either quietly with friends or in a brothel. Otherwise when the evening ends and people pair off, so...
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12/27/07

#106--My Tree--Winter Twilight

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There’s precious little to say between day and dark, Perhaps a few words on the implacable will Of time sailing like a magic barque Or somet...
12/26/07

#105--My Tree--Hushed...Solemn

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The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quiet...
11/26/07

#102--My Tree--Evening Snow

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How easily it falls, how easily I let drift On the surface of morning feathers of self-reproach: How easily I disperse the scolding of snow....
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#101--My Tree--11-19-2007--First Snowfall

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Announce by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills...

#100--My Tree--11-14-2007--Captured at Dawn

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Each time dawn appears, the mystery is there in its entirety. - René Daumal