After the cattle that struggled the winter through have been relocated to summer graze. The tree and I are old friends. The blooming buckwheat and I are new acquaintances. We'll see how well the relationship goes.
After the cattle that struggled the winter through have been relocated to summer graze. The tree and I are old friends. The blooming buckwheat and I are new acquaintances. We'll see how well the relationship goes.
Poetry in pixels, a great image. I am glad that you pull to side of the road and make these images when often it would be much easier just to keep your toe on the pedal. Thanks