Articles by Bo Mackison

Autumn in Red and Gold

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https://www.52editions.com/confirmations/ Autumn…makes a double demand. It asks that we prepare for the future–that we be wise in the way of garnering and keeping. But it also asks that we learn to let go–to acknowledge the beauty of sparseness. ~~ Bonaro W Overstreet

Buy Ambien Online Overnight Do others feel a pull to take this sort of photo every fall? Seems I always find a red leaf amongst all the golden and brown leaves, or an oak leaf caught in the autumn-brown tall prairie grasses. Always looking for the odd one out. The trees are close to bare. Naked branches. All the color pulled from the grasses. Cold winds blowing, whistling, teasing. Trying to hold on to autumn a while longer, yet silently acknowledging winter’s approach.

Zolpidem Buy Online And yet, the crimson leaf makes me smile, if only deep inside my heart. Red leaf, heart leaf.

Golden Stems, Blue Sky

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https://www.grupoursa.com/trayectoria/ If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and  the harvest is in and the perennials are gone… it’s time to reflect on what has come before. ~ Michael Burgess from Northern Exposure, Thanksgiving, 1992

Prairie Thistle, Dressed for Autumn

follow For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad. ~~ Edwin Way Teale

Clonazepam Purchase Online Autumn’s light hangs low in the sky for only a few minutes as these days turn into night earlier and earlier. Most of the seed heads have had their seeds dispersed, but a few of the Prairie Thistle had most of their seed fluff still securely tucked in the plant. The plants all seem heavy with seeds this year. Will there be more flowers next spring?

Blue Wagon

Hard to remember that only two weeks ago the trees were barely changing color, and now they are simply bare. Mid-October in southern Wisconsin saw only a few days when the sun peeked out, and this was one of those sparkly autumn days that I consider true gifts.

Another photograph from my favorite of the Wisconsin’s Historical Society sites, Old World Wisconsin, which documents the settlement of 19th- and early 20th-century Wisconsin. There is an 1870s crossroads village, where this wagon and buildings were photographed, and 10 ethnic farmsteads located on 576 acres of wooded hills in the Southern Unit of Kettle Moraine State Forest.

Orange Pumpkins, Blue Pumpkin

Blue Pumpkin? Yep!

I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. ~~ Henry David Thoreau

You tell ‘em, Mr. Thoreau. Can I join you if I choose a pumpkin on the other side of the patch?