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| taken: day eighty four 09.11.12 |
September 11th, a day of reflection and allegiance. A time to be united and patriotic.
These native grasses, growing nearby, reminded me of the lyric, "for amber waves of grain", in the song, America The Beautiful. Although they're not grains, exactly, they could still be considered "amber waves", by flowing and rippling all at once in the gentle September breeze on the steadfast day of national togetherness.
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