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November 01, 2016


Beautiful. Thank you for this, Beth.

Beautiful images. Both photographically and... [commenter fails to find a matching word for creating images with text because "textography" is already taken for a different usage] <- but you get my point.

The cloud-filtered light would remind you of home, I bet, since it's so seldom clear in Central New York.

Stunning pictures, both verbal and visual. I love those colours, Beth.

A visual poem at the end of October--perfect.

So beautiful. Thank you, Beth.


I'm grateful for your profound tenderness towards this place and season, Beth.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • 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.