Sunday, September 30, 2012

The Road Goes Ever On...

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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18 comments:

juliet said...

How delicate the foliage is in these trees - I think of how these leaves will soon be falling, and then of the ephemeral nature of things.

Victoria said...

Pretty!

Merisi said...

You make me almost wish for morning mist or fog!
Please tell the leaves to hold on for a few more weeks. I want to see them on the trees! ;-)

Wishing you a gorgeous fall day,
Merisi

Ms. A said...

Roads surrounded by trees, ahhh, love it!

Martin said...

Definite feelings of mists and mellow fruitfulness.

Miss_Yves said...

I love these beautiful landscapes full of melancholy...

Terri Buster said...

Gorgeous pics Vicki- have a great Sunday!

Sam @ My Carolina Kitchen said...

If I didn't know better, those roads could be ours.
Sam

June said...

Looks like MY home, MY road, MY leaves!
I love it.

Brian Miller said...

and always carries such symbolism for me as well....journey on.....

really nice pics vicki

Jean Baardsen said...

That first photo is fabulous!

Barbara Rogers said...

A romantic naturalist at heart...that's what these photos say to me...or it could be the promise of what's around the bend, or maybe what is being left, or even a lonely feeling as the road is empty (except for photographer.) Ah it does speak to the imagination!

Wayfarin' Stranger said...

"Take me home, country roads..."

Inger said...

Your photos are so delicate, so pretty in an otherworldly way. I don't know how to express how they make me feel, but I do love them.

Deanna said...

There is nothing like the beauty of Fall.

NCmountainwoman said...

I love those misty, moisty mornings. Beautiful photographs.

Frances said...

Vicki, forgive me the cliche, but with these photos, you have indeed taken me down memory lane.

It was a sweet and beautiful journey. Nature does not disappoint us.

xo

Vicki Lane said...

One of the nicest things of these small roads with fallen leaves at the edges is coming behinf another vehicle and watching the leaves dance and skitter as they pass.

Have faith, Merisi, the color's just barely beginning. By the time you get here, the reds should be glorious.

I almost quoted that, Martin.

Sam and June -- maybe we all live on the same road. Wouldn't that be nice! Of course we do, in cyberspace...