New friends
I’m not a big sunflower fan, but for some reason this summer, the sunflowers have crept into my life. Maybe because every field around us for miles is covered with them. They’re obviously the crop of choice this year for the Molino. So I decided to make friends with them; they’re such happy kids when they’re in first bloom. Together with the wheat rolls this year (very new technology for our little valley–the farmers around here have always done the traditional rectangles…kind of sad to see the old ways go), the land seems to be begging for photos. Was happy to oblige.
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- Beginnings
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- A little bit wild
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- Growing
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- Far as you can see
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- Happy kids
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- Sunset
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- Early morning
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- Backs turned
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- Watching trees
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- The old ways
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- Transitions
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- Old and new
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- Hiding
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- Shadows
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- Walking into dusk
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- New friends
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- A touch of lavender
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- Other friends
Writing in Umbria 