The bare branches of winter had emerged
through the last leaf-colors of fall,
the loveliest of all, browns and yellows
delicate and nameless in the gray light
and the sifting rain.
-- Wendell Berry, "XI"
Contemplating the melding of the natural world with the man-made at Frank Lloyd Wright's Fallingwater.
Alone - Oregon
2 days ago
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