Saturday

Black crow croaking above, dog crying below me @ the same time.
The great green fields of late July, studded with growing corn not yet as tall as me, but almost.
White wildflowers line a grassy, shaggy path that cuts through a green field into the woods.
Brown cows eating supper.
A dried up swamp lined with grey mud cracked like broken tiles.
Baroque rays of setting sunlight behind a wall of grey clouds, sharp planes of light jutting out and down, almost touching the earth herself.
A bank of grey & silver clouds with a glowing amber center centers the sky.