you say...

[1945 and of couse I love it because it's red!]

For no good reason, a song popped into my head--you know the one that goes like this, You say po-tay-toe and I say po-tah-toe...

Then it got me thinking of some other things:

Do you say,

que-pon or koo-pon?

gro-shur-ee or gro-sir-ee?

photo or picture?

fabric or material?

I find I say some of these interchangeably but mostly,

que-pon, gro-shur-ee, photo and fabric.

Civil War era

These haunting images

were found here.

beautiful woman

She sat alone, among the crickets chirping.

She sat alone, lost deep in thought.

She sat alone, amid the humid afternoon haze.

She sat alone, at the edge of the "battle field" awaiting the Civil War encampment/reenactment. Before her would be the soldiers charging through fields blooming high with goldenrod, the cannon fire ringing in the echoing distance and the gun smoke lingering through the trees still wet with summer rain.

Here she sat, this absolutely stunning, beautiful woman.

I was captivated by her simple, elegant beauty.

[Prints of my original photography, above, will soon be offered in my shop.]