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It is the evening... the shades lengthen and the clouds flee towards the setting one, a last sunbeam comes to cherish the last rollers which suddenly take a pretty gilded colour. Soon this field will dera deserted, it will not have there more nothing, one will hear only the cawing of the corbels seeking their thin pitance, the summer will be finished.

Thus the rate/rhythm of the seasons... and the life goes.

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Additional Photos by Christian Pelletier (chrisnet) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 3074 W: 114 N: 5525] (20354)
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