The fog lifts early this morning, portend of a weather change.
Gold and red cherry leaves glow outside the high northern window of my barn.
The mountain fading green into brown.
Yesterday dad and I spent much of the day laying stone on a rock wall for his friend Terry Spencer. Yes we also do a little rock work now and then, it's sort of genetic; we're dutch. The wall we are working on looks really choice. My da is a powerful good stone juggler. We're supposed to work there this afternoon again and I'll try to remember my camera.
Hope y'all have a fine and laughing day.
1 comment:
I'd love to see a picture of the rock wall. You've been especially poetic recently. :-)
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