When you drive around out in the country people always wave. I like that. It gives a sense of familiarity.
I took this photo of the corn against the sky. If you click on the photo you can see the way the sun is flowing through the corn stalks and leaves. I noticed the sky was several shades of blues..
This barn has went through a transformation since last year. It was rather faded and worn looking. The owners have really done a wonderful job painting and fixing it up. I liked the flag in front of it.
I thought it was neat that I came across Sassafras Road! How cool is that?
This little Sparrow was waiting for me when I got home. Looking at me beseechingly, for seed to be put in the feeder.
This old barn used to belong to a friend of mine. They have moved and I miss seeing her work in her garden. One year she grew thousands of straw flowers and hung them up in this barn to dry them. The colors were amazing, yellows, creams, bright pinks, red, blue, purple. She made greeting cards with them, She gave huge bouquets of them away as presents. So I named the barn Straw flower Barn. And when I pass it I remember the Summer of a 1,000 Straw flowers....
Orange is a color that just makes my heart happy..It is bright and cheerful and reminds me of Summer. The Rose Moss is still blooming in my clay pots in the front yard.. I will miss them when they are gone.
I found this feather on my porch yesterday morning..I am not sure what kind it is. But i love it.
Orange is a color that just makes my heart happy..It is bright and cheerful and reminds me of Summer. The Rose Moss is still blooming in my clay pots in the front yard.. I will miss them when they are gone.
I found this feather on my porch yesterday morning..I am not sure what kind it is. But i love it.
Last night as the sun was going down. I stood on the porch and sipped my tea as I and watched it slipping through the trees. I love the bright spots of light that flashed through the branches. Casting warm orange yellow rays across the sky and onto my grateful face..Is anything more glorious than watching a sunset?