Atkins Reservoir, North Amherst, MA. 04/23/2017Reflections and shapes and golden hour’s warm low-angled light.
Very impressive. There is nothing like the light of the golden hour. You should do more of these.
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Thanks, Yvonne. I shall when the opportunity rises. 😉
I wouldn’t mind being in a canoe just off that shore. (I know; it’s a reservoir. Still, I wouldn’t mind being in a canoe there.)
It’s been a long time since I thought of Rod McKuen and his book from the late 60s called “Listen to the Warm.” It wasn’t especially good poetry, and the song of the same name didn’t have much staying power, but I think you’ve captured a place here where listening to the warm might be a perfectly reasonable response.
You are right that a canoe would be forbidden. No wading either.
I have to say that I never read a single word by Rod McKuen. I knew he was very popular but I guess I was just being a rebel and didn’t look at any of his poetry. I am trying to remember for sure, but I think he was mentioned as an adjective in Woody Allen’s movie “Sleeper”.
You’ll notice that I didn’t link to his book or any of his music. I wouldn’t want to subject anyone to that. I did listen to half of the song, but that was enough to hold me for a few more decades.
I think you did us both a favor.
Can’t you just hear the choir?
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I am afraid I didn’t, Melissa…just ducks. 🙂
very captivating shot
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