It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Wordless Wednesday



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7 comments:

Deann said...

Beautiful!

Anonymous said...

Well, it's not the walnut orchard but I wish I could smell those blossoms!!!!! ~Dawn

jojo said...

Oh, so pretty! It will be soon, it will be soon, it will...

Jo said...

What a striking photo the mustard growing between the grape vines make. I'm sure that you had a wonderful visit, but we are all glad that you are home and back at the computer.

Madeline's Album said...

How beautiful. Hope your trip was a good one and that you enjoyed those grandsons. Have a blessed day. Madeline

Kerry O'Gorman said...

Lovely Lovely Lovely!! I like your bright new header too!

Roslyn said...

The mustard fields are stunning! In France once we stayed in the Champagne district and the fields of golden yellow stretched for miles. I have a pic. of me chest high in mustard gold with a red shirt!
Memories!