here we are back at the fen wetlands, absorbing the mysterious quiet approach of autumn.  there were so many beautiful scenes, i don’t know where to begin.
as it turns out, we may have to dig in and stick it out in ohio a lot longer than expected.  sad how other people’s evil karma can reach forward and entrap you years later, and there’s nothing you can do but wait it out, and try to make the most of it.

so without further ado, the swamp.