Today

I walked down to the cemetery in Dan's pasture, just for a change.

I saw Lois Morris' barn through the trees.

The cemetery looked nice.  No brush or briers.

I saw a noisy woodpecker in a tree. 

And he saw me.

One of Dan's forgotten farm implements.

Sir Arthur.

Snow White and Baby Grey.

Helen's horse wanting feed.

My craft project.  There was a barbed wire cross hanging in Patsy's room in Springdale.  I wanted to try to make one. What do you think?