Nature takes her fiery orb,
raises it in an Autumn dawn
and flies her flag
for all to see.
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: autumn, England, Landscape, Mist, nature, photography, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky, Sunrise
in my rush this morning i did not catch what you were doing.
i can hear the darn thing flapping in the breeze now.
very very nice!
By: wherearetheheros on October 1, 2011 at 2:07 am
LOL! Thank You…
By: The Malt House on October 1, 2011 at 7:15 am
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