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27 Aug 2012 Neil E. Das

The Last of the Sunflowers – Lomography

9 Aug 2012 Neil E. Das

At Lindell and Grand – St. Francis Xavier College Church in Bright Light – St. Louis University

7 Mar 201231 Oct 2014 Neil E. Das

Waiting to Explode – Magnolia liliiflora in Morning Light – Lomography

5 Mar 2012 Neil E. Das

In Ruins III – The Facades We Sometimes Keep – St. Louis Avenue

29 Feb 20127 Apr 2014 Neil E. Das

In Ruins II – The West End – St. Louis – The Artistic Appeal of Ruin – Lomography

28 Feb 201228 Feb 2012 Neil E. Das

Cottage on the Bluffs – Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate Novitiate – Godfrey, Illinois – Mississippi River

6 Feb 20126 Feb 2012 Neil E. Das

Build a Little Birdhouse in Your Soul – Bird House, Bird Bath

29 Dec 201129 Dec 2011 Neil E. Das

The Bears at Christmas – Peabody Opera House – St. Louis, Missouri

12 Dec 2011 Neil E. Das

Sun, Moon, and Stars – Kitchen Mobile at Sunset

20 Aug 201120 Aug 2011 Neil E. Das

Blue Birds – Lawn Ornaments – St. Louis – Lomo Arigato (Mr. Roboto)

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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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