The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
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Kate Winslet photographed for English People In New York by Jason Bell

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Kate Winslet photographed for English People In New York by Jason Bell

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An old camera and current folk musicians make for striking portraits.

Learn more about Lisa Elmaleh’s photos over at The New Yorker.

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kleinemi:

For whatever we lose
(a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves
we find in the sea.
 - E.E. Cummings

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It is strange how autumn surprises you every year, even though it is as predictable as a birthday. You are conscious of summer stretching itself so thin that it is transparent, hardly any substance to it at all and yet enough colour in the garden, enough fragile heat in the sun to cling to. And then you turn away for a moment and it’s gone, autumn in its place, lumpen, damp and chill. Overnight you can hardly recall what summer was like. Yet something positive – if rather intangible – takes its place. It is the scent of apples and leaves, the amazing sight of cobwebs suddenly strung from branch to branch like a string of delicate seaside illuminations, and a mouthful of tastes that have lain dormant or inappropriate for two long seasons.
gueule-de-loupviolette:

A woman and her 3-year-old daughter feeding seagulls on the promenade during their holiday in St Ives, Cornwall ,1957.
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A woman and her 3-year-old daughter feeding seagulls on the promenade during their holiday in St Ives, Cornwall ,1957.

© Getty Images.

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peone:

Dahlia Time at Floret Flower Farm | A Creative Mint

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Dahlia Time at Floret Flower Farm | A Creative Mint

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