Before sunrise. The fog at the bottom of the image is frost on the window.
Much later. Walking. The 11th was one of those odd days when it's fairly windy at the surface, but must be still aloft, as the jet trails last and last.
Barberry berries.
The setting sun, in Tree Town.
Love this curly grass.
Glowing edges.
Jet trails.
Goldenrod leaves. More curls.........
Following the spine of one leaf.........
Glowing edges.
"Photocopy." I like the way the background goes away.
"Glowing edges." I like the ghostly feel of this one.........
"Glowing edges" -- interesting how all the data in the image turns into colored wavy lines.........
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