S W O O N D: hue

10.27.2008

hue

I've not found a more sumptuous autumn still life image than this photo from Surroundings. I posted it last fall as well, but thought its loveliness worth the reprise.

Wishing you all a splendid week ahead. I'll be drifting in and out over the next few days.

:surroundings flowers

5 comments:

Janelle said...: oh indeed. so rich. and inspiring for a dry hot brown african day...waiting for the rain and not a bloom in sight...again. congrats on a most delicious blog...love it...x janelle; 10/27/2008
Ana said...: This is stunning in it's warmth and texture. Love those figs!; 10/27/2008
Jane Flanagan said...: Simply gorgeous. Well worth the reprise!; 10/27/2008
Jen said...: Oh my goodness - that's the florist my mother uses! ;-)

It's true - this is a sumptuous photograph. How beautiful and autumnal.; 10/28/2008
tangobaby said...: That' SO gorgeous!; 10/30/2008

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