Solemn Imagery at Imagination Lake

Autumn stretches our color consciousness to embrace the warm colors as the weather cools.  It invites us outdoors to take in its beauty and photograph it for lasting memory.  As photographers, we appreciate the colors as it enhances our cognitive capacity of hues and ranges of the spectrum of color.

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“To move along the edges of the hills,
Rising or setting, would he stand alone,
Beneath the trees, or by the glimmering lake;
And there, with fingers interwoven, both hands
Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth
Uplifted, he, as through an instrument,
Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls,
That they might answer him.–And they would shout
Across the watery vale, and shout again,
Responsive to his call,–with quivering peals,
And long halloos, and screams, and echoes loud
Redoubled and redoubled; concourse wild
Of jocund din! And, when there came a pause
Of silence such as baffled his best skill:
Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung
Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise
Has carried far into his heart the voice
Of mountain-torrents; or the visible scene
Would enter unawares into his mind
With all its solemn imagery, its rocks,
Its woods, and that uncertain heaven received
Into the bosom of the steady lake.”*

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*THERE WAS A BOY William Wordsworth

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