The red road stretches forward, and black cows graze in the fields.
Beside the road, the golden grass, awaits the month of May, when it will green and the wheat will gold, and the wind blows fiercely through the day.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
My favorite time of year...well one of my favorites...
is when the wheat is green and luscious over all the little hills.
The red road stretches forward, and black cows graze in the fields.
Beside the road, the golden grass, awaits the month of May, when it will green and the wheat will gold, and the wind blows fiercely through the day.
The red road stretches forward, and black cows graze in the fields.
Beside the road, the golden grass, awaits the month of May, when it will green and the wheat will gold, and the wind blows fiercely through the day.
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Beautiful!
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