Friday, September 14, 2012

Morning Sunlight

Early morning sunrise casts its golden hue on the maple trees as we slowly slip into autumn like weather. 


Mike Litvin said...

When have you become a poet?
Like sand thru the hour glass so does come Autumn.

Gianni said...

"Whenever I chance to visit the cove, i think about the summer we shared..." LOL!

Mike Litvin said...

Me too