The night is cold. The wind blows. Winter waits quietly, in the wings for her cue. She is coming soon. I can see her fluttering, waiting, drifting. She is nearly upon us.
The remains of the sunflowers wave in the autumn breeze. They are no longer beautiful, but they each hold a promise of a time to come.
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and photos!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and written so well!
ReplyDeleteThank you all. I appreciate the kind words and the comments. For some reason, I really liked this picture.
ReplyDeleteI do too! I think this is beautiful and especially in black and white, absolutely fantastic.
ReplyDeleteVery poetic! Simple yet meaningful!
ReplyDeleteGreat black and whites!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful bokeh effect in these shots!!
ReplyDeleteBlack and white is always so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI see winter waiting too -- so poetically written! The photos are beautiful too but I especially like the way the three flowers seem to cling together in the bottom one. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteAu contraire, these flowers are still very beautiful from your black and white perspective! :)
ReplyDeleteFantastic. Beautiful black & white and beautiful words.
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