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Sue x
Happy Friday !
bravo!
All the best, Boonie
both photograph and your words.
I love the deep sepia tones in this and the texturing of the sky. So beautiful, like an old painting. This image is very artful. Your haiku is very fitting and yes, I can remember in Santa Fe particularly in summer, thunderstorms in August that brought cool rain. I don't recall storms here that raged against our coastline but Washington is different I am sure.
xo,
Noelle