9.14.14

Here's to the noses...

that are really, really nosy,

 

the noses that stick out of fuzzy faces,

 

and the noses that fog up the camera lens.

Here's to the noses that are just nostrils on beaks,

and the little ones on little beaks.

Here's to the motherly noses comforting their young.

Here's to the noses that end in mustaches,

the noses that seem perpetually dirty,

and the noses that are just plain goofy.

But most of all, here's to the noses that end in a smile!

7.22.14

Pallets stacked beside the barn.

Mama Hen tends her Chicks

Bitterweed stands in the pasture like a yellow cityscape. 

I imagine the bee to be a helicopter flying over.

A fork stands forgotten after turning the beds.

A young chick learns to be like Mom.

A pallet makes for a makeshift gate.

And little things grow wherever they can.