On an evening adventure out with my Dad
Driving around taking pics in our neighborhood
I spotted a young calf that I thought looked quite sad
And asked if we could stop right there, that’d be good
Whilst out shooting photos in the wee hours of the night with fresh frost glittering in the moonlight over windswept snowy depths I was attacked by Camera Hams in fur coats!
I was real late tonight doing night chores due to a steady thunderstorm. It has warmed up a bit since this afternoon at 2pm when it was 35. We had a dense fog for a couple of hours before the wind picked up a bit, and with it came the far echoes of thunder. The storms moved through, but not before the local pack did. Continue reading
A hazy green fogged the Big Dipper at the twilight of a crisp fall night. Streaks of Red darted upward just on the edge of eyesight.
The word spread ’round the barnyard; from the ducks to the horse to the cat. The goats were too busy stuffing hay into their mouths to notice; adding to bellies already quite fat.