When I was back in Kansas where I grew up, I would go out to the farm where my Dad farmed and I would walk through the wooded areas next to the river. This small landscape reminds me some of the those times. I was always intrigued by the way that the light would find its way through the branches and ground. Even during these upcoming Winter months, there is a beauty to be found in nature even though must of the color is gone.
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