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Yellow Woods

11 . 05 . 16

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy […]

Autumn in New York

10 . 12 . 14

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” – Albert Camus Photo by me via Instagram.


03 . 10 . 14

The March wind roars Like a lion in the sky, And makes us shiver As he passes by.  When winds are soft, And the days are warm and clear, Just like a gentle lamb, Then spring is here. –  Author Unknown I’m getting ready for a photo shoot today and once it’s over, I’ll be […]


10 . 19 . 13

Nature’s first green is gold,  Her hardest hue to hold.  Her early leaf’s a flower;  But only so an hour.  Then leaf subsides to leaf.  So Eden sank to grief,  So dawn goes down to day.  Nothing gold can stay. – Robert Frost Photo by me via instagram

October: Part Deux

10 . 05 . 13

There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect onthe feelings, as now in October.  –  Nathaniel Hawthorne O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hourOctober’s bright blue weather. – Unknown Photos by me […]


09 . 01 . 13

A Song for September “Sorrow and scarlet leaf,Sad thoughts and sunny weather.Ah me, this glory and this griefAgree not well together!” – Thomas Parsons, 1880 Photo by me via instagram


12 . 01 . 12

I heard a bird sing In the dark of December A magical thing And sweet to remember. ‘We are nearer to Spring Than we were in September,’ I heard a bird sing In the dark of December. – Oliver Herford, I Heard a Bird Sing