The grass, bent with breeze,
wets my shoes and pantlegs.
It tastes of salt and
smells of rain as I stand
sinking into the sand beneath.
My knees are calm, my heart bright;
my senses know when I am home.
My mind will someday follow.
(top: openwalls.com; bottom: bitsandbytes.net)
Narble Furt Lives 
Really like the lighting in these.
Looks Perfectly Inviting and I agree with Mitch…Fantastic Light in both shots 🙂
Have a Perfectly Delightful Week End 🙂
Yes’m. The weekend should be good. I’m hopeful. Thanks.
I love that rock.
Those haystacks are pretty cool. The really big ones are spectacular.
Home, James.
🙂
This is just… beautiful.
The last line. Mr. Narble, you’re a God.