a photograph by Alazanto
Taken November 6, 2008 in the Adirondack Mountains
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fourwindowspress · creative writing, pastel art, and essays
fourwindowspress 
Breathless…nature always leaves me that way… awesome capture 🙂
This is beautiful. Very nice photo.
rivers
are not always
the color of water
and leaves sometimes lead
downstream.
What a lovely poem in response to the photograph. Thank you.