It was a beautiful afternoon in the Willamette Valley. The trees are still bare but the sky hints at spring as do the robins in the trees. The fruit boxes at the base of this tree promise the flavors and scents of harvest. Winter is waning.
Horses crop grass garbed in fanciful
blankets
While onion domes gleam in the evening sunlight.
This old church molders in aged dreams
While this barn, though rusted, continues in service.
A feast for the eyes!
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