Sunday, November 30, 2014

Late Autumn

     Woods In Late Fall, Fombell, PA, 2014

The snow might be flying and all of the leaves have yielded to gravity, but it's not winter yet.  Yet, it feels like winter in late autumn.  There's no getting around it, despite the calendar.  The failed arbitrary nature of how we try and ascribe order to 'time' is  evidenced in every November day.

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