I was walking back to the house from the studio a few days ago, watching the late light flicker through the trees on the southwest corner of our property. I turned around and saw this- the rising moon. The white oak still holding onto its autumn color provided a beautiful warm note. Of course what the photo didn't pick up was that lovely pinkish hue at the bottom of the sky. And that, of course, is why you have to get out there and see it for yourself.
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Our setting moon has been fantastic this past week. I think what's especially unusual is that we can see it: there's been no rain!
what amazes me is how you you take these scenes and turn them into your own specific interpretation... but that is what is art i guess:) r.
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