The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly
changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.--
Henry Beston, Northern Farm
art,
beauty
quotations ,
songs,
poem,picture of a leaf
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly
changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.--
This is a blog of photos which I find fascinating. The photos include those taken by my brothers and pictures sent by friends. If you find some of your photos in this blog, please feel free to give me a note to put the credit or remove it . Otherwise, permit me to frame them in my blog either with songs, quotations poems or anecdotes.
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