Monday, October 20, 2008
There's no place like home.
Heading back on Sunday afternoon's bike trip, I stopped to take these photos of my homestead from distant views that will be gone shortly. The grove of trees is my yard...they've not yet changed color, but likely when they do the rows of corn will be down.The pasture belongs to the neighbor, but this a great reminder when the days are gloomy that although my house is run down and depressing, I planted most of those trees as little whips. I chose to have an ever changing view of my world. In peace and stillness.