Tuesday, July 22, 2014

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.