while driving down a road in October
i pull into a wooded area,
turn off my music,
take the dog out of the car
and walk along a small path
surrounded by pines–
the trees are dressed in vermillion
and cadmium yellow–
i scoop up a handful of pine needles
and stuff them into my pockets,
take a deep breath
and head back to the car
spanishwoods 
Lovely! I love your use of descriptive color words 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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I too love walking in these woodsie places. And the dogs are thrilled with all the scents.
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Yes. 🙂
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Good for you, Sylvia! 🙂 Too many people, these days, unfortunately, go for hypodermic needles recreationally.
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yikes!
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I love the scent of pinewoods!
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Just such a wonderful smell.
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🙂
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Beautiful poetry. And I love pine needles.
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Thank you so very much.
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* sigh * Lovely 🙂
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thank you 🙂
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I can almost smell those needles. Lovely
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Thank you. The smell was wonderful.
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How many people pause to photograph pine needles? You, I, and not many more methinks. Their loss.
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You are probably quite right. 🙂
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