tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post4197578260634633763..comments2024-03-29T13:12:47.415+01:00Comments on wcs: Signs Of Impending Fallwcshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00551283829616757577noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-77504575172726063632008-09-05T08:48:00.000+02:002008-09-05T08:48:00.000+02:00muzbot, thanks! It's actually just slightly croppe...muzbot, thanks! It's actually just slightly cropped at the top to remove some dark background. I was pretty close to the subject with the camera in macro mode. I didn't have my tripod so it's a bit fuzzy, but not too much.wcshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00551283829616757577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-76405942892844944462008-09-04T13:50:00.000+02:002008-09-04T13:50:00.000+02:00I love the top picture in your post. It looks like...I love the top picture in your post. It looks like you've cropped it though. I'd love to see the whole image. The colours are beautiful and subtle.Muzbothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272902392912562790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-20113776701893312722008-09-04T08:04:00.000+02:002008-09-04T08:04:00.000+02:00claudia, thanks, now I have to wait until it stops...claudia, thanks, now I have to wait until it stops raining!<BR/><BR/>louise, there's glamor in it? Nobody told me!wcshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00551283829616757577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-42539222652065009642008-09-04T03:40:00.000+02:002008-09-04T03:40:00.000+02:00Woodcutting is an annual event here which my husba...Woodcutting is an annual event here which my husband enjoys. Is it the chainsaw that puts the fun in cutting wood? Because the glamor of it all totally escapes me. <BR/><BR/>But wood heat is the best!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17913552.post-70459986791977617882008-09-03T14:39:00.000+02:002008-09-03T14:39:00.000+02:00Bon courage for the wood cutting. We had to do it ...Bon courage for the wood cutting. We had to do it when we lived in Northern Ontario. The men even went in the wood to cut the trees. My job was to stack the logs. It never went much higher than my 5 feet height...Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307495672130972111noreply@blogger.com