I love the lacework that left after the leaves fall. That's the Walnut Street Bridge in the distance.
I don't know what this is, but it's pretty peeking up through the dying grasses.
These are one of two last flocks hanging around the breeding island in the City of Elmira.
The windfall looks desolate in the winter, but there is life all around and inside it.
A view of the progressing of fall, green to yellow to bare, all set off by the levee.
Don't you just love the lacework? The birds move in an out of it, never missing a beat, never getting snagged.
Storms moving in from the West, coming down from the Great Lakes.
Finally, only the Mallards are left of all the ducks. They are safe from hunting season for now.
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