In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.
The fog hangs so thick I can almost feel the damp air. The beauty left after the pumpkin harvest, pumpkins sitting willy nilly in the field. Fetching.
Posted by: magnolia | October 31, 2010 at 10:10 AM
I love these pictures!
Posted by: Kristin Berkey-Abbott | October 31, 2010 at 04:04 PM
GAH! These are amazing--the grey and green and orange. I can't choose a favorite--tied between first and second ones. Just gorgeous.
Posted by: Hannah Stephenson | October 31, 2010 at 06:07 PM
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(That's a pumpkin, of course.)
Posted by: dale | November 01, 2010 at 10:02 AM