the above photo needs to be seen as large as possible...(open it!) Some great fall color--taken by Don... at a pasture on the boundary of the Smoky Mtns National Park.
::from Stings, by Sylvia Plath::
Bare-handed, I hand the combs/The man in white smiles, bare-handed/Our cheesecloth gauntlets neat and sweet/The throats of our wrists brave lilies.
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