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Sun up

The sun is up but it sure isn't out. We are down by the railway line here.


  1. Wow! Look at the birdies too. Deciduous trees are so artistic. Drained of colour too. Just beautiful. (Any objections in turning off your word verification. It makes commenting so much easier.)

  2. Dianne, I did turn it off for a while recently and was inundated by spam comments only half of which were being picked up by bloggers spam detector so I had to put it back on.

  3. Wow, I love the drama of this shot. Beautiful.

  4. Just wonderful. The mist, tree, birds, light... you can only get that in mid-winter (and in the country).


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