Autumn air. So brisk so refreshing. I feel the breeze like a hand on my shoulder. The most precious images of death. Leaves changing colours and creatures disappear into the ebb of the changing world. Such potent scents and picturesque moments. The sky is heavy like it’s falling down. Nights are colder and days are shorter. A playful thought tickles my mind and I find myself as a child. My imaginary world is on the bottom of this leaf pile. Shall I jump in? 1-2-3…
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October 22nd, 2009 at 12:48 am
wooo these are serious frreakin cool photos! did u take them??
October 22nd, 2009 at 1:31 am
@Susi Spice- Hmmm…I wish I could take credit but I think there are laws that don’t allow me to. These are some really amazing shots that just went perfectly together with the words in my head. Haha. The photo is linked to another website. Check it out!
October 24th, 2009 at 5:06 am
Loved the photos! But Justin, that last bit you’ve written, about jumping in, tsk tsk… what’s that supposed to mean? Or am I reading too much into it? :-)
October 24th, 2009 at 11:01 am
Lori- Haha. I think I was trying to suggest letting my imagination take over. And with the release of the movie “Where The Wild Things Are”, I figured there is no better time to explore the vast imagination of one’s mind. Sometimes thoughts are better than reality.
November 1st, 2009 at 3:02 am
bottom row, far left photograph = outstanding! wow
November 3rd, 2009 at 4:02 pm
its a new england thaang