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3 Jun 2015 Neil E. Das

Straw Bale Gardening – My Brother’s Successful Attempt!

4 Jan 20144 Jan 2014 Neil E. Das

Mint and Rosemary in Winter – Backyard Photography

10 Sep 2013 Neil E. Das

Grace from an Untended Garden – On a Rainy Day and Dry – Tomatoes, Pumpkins, and Spider Webs

8 Aug 2013 Neil E. Das

west end evening, cicada song – An experimental foray into video

2 Jul 2013 Neil E. Das

Die Sonnenblume – das Haus Sunflower – West End, St. Louis

29 Jun 201329 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

Upon the Low Wall – Rosemary, Mint, and Sunset Light – The Golden Hour

28 Jun 201328 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

Volunteers, Conscripts, and Gifts from Friends – My Small Garden – Tomatoes, Pumpkins, Rosemary, Basil, and Cicadas!

13 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

cut off slacks, sweat, a – summer haiku

29 Apr 2013 Neil E. Das

Water Trough and Blossoms – Spring in South St. Louis

5 Dec 20126 Dec 2012 Neil E. Das

Winter Gardens – Rose Hips, Marigolds, and Dried Pea Pods

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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