Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Dakota Farmhouse

                                               ... dakota farmhouse

                                                                                    ... hard clouds over wheat soft fields

                                                          ... summer holds its breath





6 comments:

  1. Beautiful, Teresa - no, breathtaking, these words and hopes that you will forgive the pun.

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    1. I like puns ... thank your for this response ... :)

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  2. "hail clouds over wheat field
    summer holds its breath"

    Finer words never written.

    WoW!

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    1. Wow, yourself! Thanks so much, Bill ... this means more than I can say ...

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  3. It's close to the season. I can feel the suspense and apprehension.
    We had a wonderful thinderstorm here night before last.

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    1. I stood in their yard almost forty years ago ... still remember those rounded clouds and realizing what they meant ...

      I think a thunderstorm would be lovely ... maybe tomorrow night ... I sleep best during them ...

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