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HDR Photo of the Mountains of Kurobe, Japan in Winter
Reminiscence of Autumn (1) . . . . . . .South Korea
Reminiscence of Autumn (2) . . . . . . . South Korea
Reminiscence of Autumn (3) . . . .South Korea
Weekly Photo Challenge: Life Imitates Art ( South Korea )
This is not the first time I post these pictures.
It will not be the last time I post it; as I am sure their beauty warrants me posting them again in the future.
Both pictures were taken in South Korea during the fall.
Both pictures are subject to minimal post processing.
To me, this is Life and this is also Art. Who imitates what doesn’t really matter!
Fall Foliage ( South Korea 2)
Can’t miss out this one!
This is one of my favorite photos; it gives a golden and mellow flavor to Autumn.
Thanks for creating such a tree!
Fall ( South Korea )
Autumn is definitely in the air.
I can smell it and I can see it.
This reminds me of my trip to South Korea a couple of years ago to see the colored foliage.
It was so picturesque!
Travel Theme: Golden
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In our trip to South Korea, we did see a lot of fall foliage which are yellow or even golden in color.
Everywhere there are lots of Gingko and other trees which gave an impression of a Golden Autumn.
They remind me of the following poem written by a Chinese scholar and translated into English: I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tones mellower, its colors richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and is content. Lin Yutang
I like Autumn and share the sentiment that – it knows the limitations of life and is content! On a similar note, Yoko Ono did quote : Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.
Wordless Wednesday: Autumn Mist (in South Korea) (2)
