To loving thoughts in the air
I must be in love
With what's there
Thank you Mother Nature
I love you everywhere.
Back lighting with the sun on some blue stem, and a variety of other seed heads.
A buckeye who hasn't figured frost is going to make life hard soon.
What do you mean it's too c-c-cold for me to still be out, I just lost my tail and grew legs!
A tattered warrior
Coyote was running his best to get across a field. He had a Mallard drake in his mouth and perhaps a few hungry youngsters to enjoy a feast he had waited a long time to catch. Soon a eagle flew over, and they are famous to steal an easy lunch. Coyote ran for cover into a field and disappeared from my sight. A dismal sight was getting a few hundred feet down the road and seeing another coyote laying by the side of the road, a recent tragedy. I wondered if they were a pair and said a prayer for both of them. The thoughts were carried with their wisdom across the prairie, on a gentle prairie breeze for all to hear.
When I see this bright vines, it is almost like the heart in the forest. I listen and almost expect to hear a beat. There is a song in the wind, a song of love, carried to all who listen.