Some August brown icing for the pasture cake-updates of the homeplace for Jake. I was out trolling for some pictures of unusual stuff around here. Decided to do shots of the horse lot and pond. I took these last week before the rains and you could feel the crackle of rice krispy grass as I moved from place to place.
Why You Have Come Here
If you have arrived here seeking sanctity or blessing, then you will have to provide your own cloak and dagger. I only confess to the daily struggle to treat the world with the respect it has earned in my estimation. We all look to the sky and wonder. I feel the whisper of the ages calling and know not what flutter or ripple calls true. My approach is to touch your life in only the manner in which you prefer. As we all must suffer at some time, then I feel we all deserve, also, the right to laugh. My smile is my weapon, and at times my words also I use to defend.