Saturday, November 03, 2007

Autumn

Autumn. I love the word. I love it more because its one of the words my son says adorably. I love it slightly less than I used to on account of the gloomy, chilly evenings I'm experiencing, after a gloomy, rainy summer. Still, before I begin to absolutely loathe the word, here's a glimpse of why I still think it's semi- cool. The Greenhouse.

Late Afternoon at the park

last of the green leaves

A final burst of defiance by the flowers before winter decides to show them who's Daddy


Henry Moore and Nature.


Pickwick finds his Kamal...

...in the Keechad!

6 comments:

La vida Loca said...

nice pics. pickwick's gotten big no?

IdeaSmith said...

I was just about to say that!!! Some more photooos of Pickwick plizz..

Sense said...

LOCA: He just look big in the picture.. all those clothes mask the scrawny lil thing.
Smithy read above comment. as for photos- check mail ...

Instinctive Traveller said...

aya! pickwick looking big. waat he eats blossomes?

Sense said...

he be eating junk! *sob* ee really IS my son.

Yacek said...

Swietne zdiecia...:)