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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Seeing Red

The colors haven't been as intense this fall as other years—especially the reds.

Several of my blogger buddies have posted pictures of leaves in their neighborhoods: Blue County Magic and Blue Ridge Gal are two counties over from me and I think they've seen more intense color.

Nevertheless, we did have a bit of color at Smith Farm a few days ago, but not much red:











So—where did I see the red color of fall? Maybe on a foxhunter's coat where the Smith Mountain Hounds were hunting.


Or maybe in my own backyard—like this burning bush at the end of my bottom driveway.



Sometimes what you're looking for is right under your nose. Or in your own backyard.
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3 Comments:

Blogger Sweet Virginia Breeze said...

Your burning bush is just gorgeous! You couldn't ask for more color than that.

7:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Loving all the reds this past week!

1:21 PM  
Blogger CountryDew said...

Some of those shots are lovely!

1:08 PM  

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