I wanted to do a post today. Usually I post much earlier. This is my fourth try.
Each time–writing about a book, about my writing process (ok, obsessed), and even about a single picture I had taken on Tuesday–I was not happy with what I was doing.
I kept wanting to include not one but three pictures. Just a minute ago, I interrupted my last attempt to post so I could accompany my 16-year-old to the door. He was leaving for a late basketball practice.
As I shut the door, I saw the last light of day caught in this dogwood tree. And I thought, I give, as I went in search of my camera.
It’s too good to waste, C. Glad you went back for the camera.
Thanks, Darrelyn! Me too.
I’m glad you posted all of them.
Sam is 18 dear.
I see now; repost from 2 years ago. OOPS
I’m glad you waited for the light. These shots are gorgeous! You capture well the end of autumn. There is something poignant about those leaves in the gutter.
Thanks, Sarah. I’ve loved the photos on your blog of the fall leaves in Maine.
Are those tomatoes from your garden? They look gorgeous! I am a gardener and tomatoes are one of my favorite things to grow (and eat!).
Hi Katie! I wish I could say those were tomatoes from my garden and I wish I could say I was a gardener, but neither would be true. I did taste some amazing tomatoes growing in the Napa Valley a couple of weeks ago. We ate them right off the vine.