Holey Moley
In The Garden

My Mountain

The mountain sat upon the plain  
In his eternal chair,
His observation omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.

The seasons prayed around his knees,
Like children round a sire:
Grandfather of the days is he,
Of dawn the ancestor.~Emily Dickison

1009.12
October 9th

1011.12

October 11th

Blurrysnowcapmount
October 13th - Snowcapped peaks (quick snap through the windshield)

Morninglight16
October 16th

Comments

Beautiful poem and pictures. Emily Dickinson is one of my favorite authors.

Thankyou Margene, this is a lovely post.

Beautiful. And I love that I know just where you took these photos. I think 10/11 is my favorite.

Just stunning! (And, like Carole said, even better. . . because I can truly "see" you taking those shots!)

Thanks for the words of Emily D. (Love her poetry!) So perfect for your mountain!

Lovely.

I never get enough of those mountain pictures.

Oh, simply beautiful. Have a great weekend Margene.

Beautiful poem and photos! I am partial to the last one. :-) Have a wonderful weekend!

Beautiful photos! Even though I taught Anerican Lit, I had never read that particular poem by Emily Dickinson. What a treat.

So lovely.

Your mountain is so different than my mountain but both are so beautiful each in their own way....such lovely pictues!!
10/11 is Ken's birthday. :-)

xoxo

Beautiful skies and lovely words.

Beautiful.

Love that poem.

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