That's a choir I always love listening to. Well done Mr. Poet!!
The Ingalls Wilder prairie. Beautiful sky and tribute to dawn.
Purple pleats. That is so good!!Excellent photograph.Glad you are back.
that photograph is too good to be true... what a blessing it is to have seen it and saved it to share.... just amazing.....
That's quite a sunrise. I'm not a big fan of winged choruses which are hidden in the grass..or unhidden for that matter. I remember when the Ingalls were bombarded with grasshoppers. I cringe just remembering it.
Pat, thanks, but you're the poet!Brian, you're right about the Ingalls/Wilder place--the photo was actually taken on the Ingalls homsteadGautami, Thanks! I'll be sharing lots more photos from this trip!Paisley, thanksMurf, some of the winged choruses were birds, who eat the winged insects, but then they had problems with blackbirds eating corn and from what I remember Ma made corn-fed blackbird pie!
The colors are so peaceful and serene in your photo.Magnificent, my friend.
Gorgeous photo, lovely poem
Lovely - purple pleats is a particularly fine phrase...
Another thumbs up for the RED and purple pleats. Let's not forget the red.
Lovely words and even lovelier photo :) Welcome back :)
The colors are amazing!
You nailed it for me with pleats. Loved it!
Wonderful! I love the dual meaning in the line "pending the arrival of one greater"
I remember the line from "Field of Dreams"..."is this Heaven?"..."no, its Iowa"....lots of chuckling in the theater. I think it was because most of them did not realize just what a magic place the prairie with its endless sky can be. Their loss
This is just beautiful, and the photo is stunning!
Excellent! Photo and poem... excellent!