Sails For Seeds

Most people think fall is about  landscapes, but I've always found the ultra blue sky throws the leaves into shadow with its brilliance.  And I don't get up early enough to catch the best light out in the country.

Fall for me is all about texture and patterns.  The feathery tufts that act as sails for seeds, carrying them on the breeze to new homes.  The rising and falling of a sea of grass.  The drying heads of thistle. 

Fall is all about the little details that most of us walk right by if we're not paying attention.

I spent the afternoon wandering around one of the local gardens in near freezing temperatures with drizzle and a brisk breeze.  Three layers of jackets, two with hoods, one knit hat, gloves,  knee-high socks with winged bunnies holding wrenches (love Sock It To Me socks!) and combat boots.  Oh and one very hot latte.  It was a glorious afternoon with everything still damp from the storm.

And towards the end of the afternoon, when my fingers where so cold I didn't dare swap camera lenses any more, on my way to get warm, I passed a wedding photographer leading a group of bridesmaids and a bride out into the wet to take photos.  Short skirts,  no jackets, and heels, with one girl running barefoot and carrying her shoes.  I decided I wasn't cold anymore :-)

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