Somehow, I do not know how, and I’m not really sure why, I spent the entire day in front of my work computer. So we’ll just fill this space with a few photographs from earlier that I haven’t shared here yet.
These first two are from last weekend and my bike ride into not quite nowhere. I just happened to be in the middle of it when the light was right, with the light dancing in the trees and the shadows falling on the hay bails.
Nearby, the sheep were sheeping, sheepishly.
That was Saturday afternoon. This was Monday evening. I don’t know this house, or the people who live in it. I don’t know if they had it built, or built it, or just moved into it later.
But whoever put that place up knew something about the compass, directions, and sunsets. This is the view from their front porch every night.
And until they cut down the corn stalks later this fall, they’ve got a pretty sweet deal.
After that, it’s just sun over a dirt and mud field, I guess, but maybe they just turn their best chairs to another view for a few months.
I should probably do that, too, at least for the next little bit. I’ve been in this chair a lot today — but I still don’t know how.
