I pass this farmer’s field every day on my way home from work. There is some kind of crop cover grain growing there now and in the setting sun it glows gold.
Desperate middle-aged ramblings, ravings, and rantings
I pass this farmer’s field every day on my way home from work. There is some kind of crop cover grain growing there now and in the setting sun it glows gold.
Nice work. I like the one w/o the telephone pole.
That’s what she … I got nothing. Thanks.