Windy Meig's Point. The last of the beautiful summer days. September 15, 2008. Warm, dry and windy, gulls flying, after yesterdays rain!
more about "Windy Meigs Point, Hammonasset Beach, CT", posted with vodpod
Monday, September 15, 2008
Windy Meigs Point, Hammonasset Beach, CT
more about "Windy Meigs Point, Hammonasset Beach, CT", posted with vodpod
White Crane Splashing around in Magical Salt Marshes
White Crane splashing his feet around in the magical salt marshes of Hammonasset Beach, CT
more about "White Crane Splashing around in Magic...", posted with vodpod
Hammonasset open!
We are all like happy kids
1st day no more fee entrance into Hammonasset!
a beautiful windy summer day
hot, dry and windy sorta of like California
but so much greener and full of life
sapphire blue skies
puffy big white clouds
cranes, seagulls, herons flying about
their giant wingspans shadowing the earth below
the smell of fresh salt air
out on Meigs Point on the Magical Salt Marshes
the roaring sea
the leaves changing
and those lucky enough to enjoy it
linger and take it all in, like kids playing hookie
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1st day no more fee entrance into Hammonasset!
a beautiful windy summer day
hot, dry and windy sorta of like California
but so much greener and full of life
sapphire blue skies
puffy big white clouds
cranes, seagulls, herons flying about
their giant wingspans shadowing the earth below
the smell of fresh salt air
out on Meigs Point on the Magical Salt Marshes
the roaring sea
the leaves changing
and those lucky enough to enjoy it
linger and take it all in, like kids playing hookie
e
a touch of red
a touch of orange this morning
sprinkled thru my backyard trees
the dry cool winds sends warnings of fall, that is nearly here
gray squirrel jumps and and stands up in the morning light then hops a few hops and stands again getting a look over the tall grass
horsetail clouds are drawn by the wind high in the sky and paint it like a beginning artist
it's a beautiful still summer morning, in the magical salt marshes.
e
sprinkled thru my backyard trees
the dry cool winds sends warnings of fall, that is nearly here
gray squirrel jumps and and stands up in the morning light then hops a few hops and stands again getting a look over the tall grass
horsetail clouds are drawn by the wind high in the sky and paint it like a beginning artist
it's a beautiful still summer morning, in the magical salt marshes.
e
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