Babs, too, has been traveling M-88 and finding the prospect good. We live in the midst of rich abundance. I encourage you to click on the photo for a larger image. It will repay inspection, I promise you.
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tootlepedal
October 22, 2012
Your posts are making me very hungry.
Gerry
October 22, 2012
This from the man who writes about his daily scone delivery.
tootlepedal
October 22, 2012
Bicycling makes me hungry too.
Gerry
October 22, 2012
Bicycling up M-88 to the third ridge would make me very hungry if I could do it at all. You and Mrs. Tootlepedal would find it a pleasant pedal, and would go on for another dozen miles before turning back. You would probably stop for a bite to eat in Bellaire.
tootlepedal
October 22, 2012
If Mrs Tootlepedal was with me, we would certainly stop.
kiwidutch
October 22, 2012
i enlarged the photo and I wasn’t disappointed… Fabulous!!!
Gerry
October 22, 2012
I am very glad to hear it.
Fee
October 22, 2012
Nice picture, nice word. One I can’t see without picturing little buns, dancing merrily away to some snappy tune, happy smiles on their little bun faces. I think a-bun-dance would be a sight to behold.
Gerry
October 22, 2012
The Cowboy, who often trails behind us on the beach, says that a-bun-dance is indeed a merry sight to behold.
Martha
October 22, 2012
We share that same late sun glow that sets the landscape on fire. And oh, how we will remember this when the land is all white and sleeping.
Gerry
October 22, 2012
Ah well. When it’s 90 in the shade I remember the delights of moonbeams on fresh snow, too. It’s all good (I say confidently from the heart of golden autumn).
dawnkinster
October 22, 2012
Yes it’s all good…but this is stupendous.
Gerry
October 23, 2012
Exactly.
isathreadsoflife
October 23, 2012
Like one of those large, beautiful Flemish paintings. A view to remember on days of barren landscapes.
Gerry
October 23, 2012
That is putting it very well indeed. I thought the image would make a wonderful illustration, spread across two pages, for a really good children’s story, or for a poem. It invites us to sit here quietly in the sunshine. Listen to the rustle. Watch the clouds. Think our thoughts. For this moment, be content.
shoreacres
October 23, 2012
Beautiful, it is. I’m curious – what is the crop in the foreground? I can recognize corn, and don’t think that’s corn. It certainly doesn’t look like wheat, either. Maize? Millet? I just can’t decide.
Gerry
October 23, 2012
I don’t know – must investigate. I’m going to guess oats, but I could be really, really off the mark. Back later. 🙂
shoreacres
October 23, 2012
I hope they’re oats! I’ll have a song to sing to them.