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August 11, 2012

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Oh, wow! This is really beautiful, Beth.

It feels kind of Group of Seven-y, to me....

Thanks so much, Hannah! Those colors are very much what the Group of Seven was dealing with...I like their work a lot.

Oh, yes! The box elder across the road just had that first rogue branch go bright yellow - this morning I was thinking that you could feel the season starting to turn. The painting captures the feeling exactly. :)

Hi Kat! Well...there's the confirmation. I don't know if it's good news or bad news, but up here, too, I feel the balance has just tipped toward fall. What I noticed this week was how it's definitely getting dark earlier.

All your work is more dramatic, post-Iceland. Like that change!

vermont is my home.

thank you for these beautiful views of it.

Actually, Marly, I think I did this one before Iceland...but that's the direction I wanted to go.

Flask, thank you for telling me. Vermont is a good home to have.

I visited various blogs except the audio quality for audio songs present at this web page is truly wonderful.

This is stunning, Beth. I haven't been to Vermont in years and this brought it all back to me.

Well, then--where you wanted to go was an arrow pointing to Iceland! (Which reminds me of what I have not been reading... Shall try and catch up this week.)

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