Renae Rude - The Paranormalist
A young friend of mine, who may or may not be bipolar, recently described one feature of depression as a dimming of the colors. Though I’d never thought about it that way before, I was immediately struck with the truth of the statement … in both a literal and figurative sense.
Today I snapped a photo simply because I actually noticed the depth and vibrancy of the colors:
To find and notice color in mid-November, in Minnesota, is a good thing, especially on a rainy day.
(And, by the way, it’s a miracle that we’ve only had rain and not snow … a miracle that I appreciate very much.)
When I uploaded the above image from my phone to my PC, I noticed a backlog of unnamed, unsorted, un-posted files, including the following shots, which I took almost exactly a month ago, at the height of leaf season:
I took the photographs because I could…
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