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. 

3 comments:

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