daylight never ends–
it just gets swept
into bright little piles
by tall trees
in the evening,
and blown around
by solar wind
in the morning.
–photo by me
daylight
daylight never ends–
it just gets swept
into bright little piles
by tall trees
in the evening,
and blown around
by solar wind
in the morning.
–photo by me
A nicer way of looking at it! The thing I hate about winter is when the days get shorter so nice way of looking at it.
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Thank you! I love the winter constellations with Orion and the Dog Star, but it’s soooo cold.
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Your poem is so friendly and open. Playful conception and good observation had a poem baby.
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Thank you, Lemuel!
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Sure thing, thank you also!
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Cool way of looking at it, Michael! So cold here in Illinois… can’t imagine what Minnesota is like!
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Thanks, Tom, hope all is well! Ya, just subtract 20 degrees and you got it. Oof da
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Gorgeous photograph!
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Thank you!
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“solar wind” what a beautiful phrase I must use that some day.
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Thank you, Kenneth! It’s what drives the northern lights, too.
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Profound picture.
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Thank you!
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