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A trick of the eye...
how close are they to the crashing waves?
No photographic tricks,
just a matter of perspective.
St. Augustine Beach, © Laine Quinn, 2018
(Zooming in with the phone, poor quality.)
Posted at 09:09 AM in Art, Beaches, Florida, Photography, Sea scapes, St. Augustine, St. Augustine Beach | Permalink
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Whichever way the wind blows,
so blows the fog,
when the weather insists.
Top of Bald Mountain, the Appalachian trail on the right, and a well trod trail it is.
© Laine Quinn 2018
Posted at 08:39 AM in Appalacian Trail, Art, Environmental, Mountains, North Carolina, Photography, Travel, Weather, Wolf Laurel, NC | Permalink
On top of the mountain
the frozen fog
Bald Mountain, at the Appalachian Trail, with a view of 5 different ranges and frozen fog clinging to the branches.
© Laine Quinn 2018.
Posted at 08:49 AM in Appalacian Trail, Art, Environmental, Inspiration, Mountains, Nature, North Carolina, Photography, Wolf Laurel, NC | Permalink
I'd almost forgotten that daffodils were my Mom's favorite flower.
She'd be 100 this year,
if she had survived her difficult challenges -
impending divorce, depression, alcoholism.
Back in the 70's it was all behind closed doors.
I'll never know her as a wise old woman,
but as a woman,
who loved the ocean,
and her home.
I'd almost forgotten about the daffodils,
For my mom, Nancy T. Quinn, born April 12, 1918.
The daffodils are from my recent trip to the mountains in North Carolina, and yes, it snowed! And the daffodils bounced back by the afternoon! © Laine Quinn 2018.
Posted at 09:14 AM in Art, Encouragement, Family, Flowers, Inspiration, Mountains, Nature, North Carolina, Photography, Poetry, Wolf Laurel, NC | Permalink
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