A Flying Change… of Season.
The last storm drove on all night long, bouncing and rattling every loose end. Once it was finally still and we could all stop bracing, the horses laid down to rest and I peeled my shoulders away from my ears.
The last storm drove on all night long, bouncing and rattling every loose end. Once it was finally still and we could all stop bracing, the horses laid down to rest and I peeled my shoulders away from my ears.
Edgar Rice Burro, less than thrilled. Anna Blake, Infinity Farm. WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt to share a photo- I enjoy twisting these macro prompts to share our micro life here on the Colorado prairie. My photos are taken with my phone. No psych, definitely not high-tech.