This is the time of year when the pond has the vapors...when the water is warmer than the cool morning air. When I walk down to retrieve the morning paper my eyes are greeted with this magical vision. The mist rising up and making everything look dreamy. It does change as the sun rises but this time of the morning is simply delightful.
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| Even as the mist dances on the water reflections still appear in as smoky contrast. |
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| As you can see the leaves are just starting to change...how did this happen so fast? My float awaits me to finish out the warm days left to us till the autumn air arrives. It is tied to the dock so it doesn't take off...nor I when I rest upon it. |
The ever changing pond has been my solace.
Elizabeth
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