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26 Jun 201326 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

The Storks of Bevo Mill, with Contrail – St. Louis

24 Jun 201324 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

The Lone Trumpeter – Univercity City Loop – St. Louis

22 Jun 201322 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

Chase Park Plaza Panorama – Central West End – St. Louis

4 Jan 20134 Jan 2013 Neil E. Das

The Drought and Medina Lake – Bandera County Medina Lake Park, Texas – Featuring a Torino Tahiti

25 Oct 201231 Oct 2014 Neil E. Das

What a Difference a Day Makes – The Magnolia in Autumn – Weather Systems

8 Oct 20128 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

Sam Clemens and the Locomotive – Mark Twain on the Cape Girardeau, Missouri Wall of Fame – Lomography

28 Sep 2012 Neil E. Das

The 100 Year Bicycle – Chicago Cubs

27 Aug 2012 Neil E. Das

The Last of the Sunflowers – Lomography

25 Jul 2012 Neil E. Das

St. Louis Flood Wall Graffiti with Model Mish & Featuring Peat Wollaeger & TWEEK

20 Jun 201220 Jun 2012 Neil E. Das

Time for a new pair – A summer of cycling – Old Cycling Gloves

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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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