A spindly tree stood in the woods covered by an evil vine.
What do you see?
How do you celebrate when the storm is done?
We have been in a waning stage here in Carpenter Country for the past few weeks.
Summer flowers are works of fine art.
The day was hot, my leaves were dry…
We’re wheeling through summer here in Carpenter Country.
The epic massacre, legend in the grapefruit orchard, took place a hundred human-years earlier.
Sometimes re-traveling familiar paths brings to light forgotten treasures.
The watering can, filled by the downpour…