Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Hayrides

So the grass is greener, who cares anyway?
I wanted a taste of the new mown hay.
I wanted that yellow green  straw as well
With a horse and a loft, a particular smell.
When summer rolls in with its rutting bouquet
I remember the boy and his quiet way.
Pentax k5 june 5 (1 of 1)-2

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