Poems

hauling hay today

25JUL25

the wisdom that frees

floating thru the sky
I am flying thru
quoting thoughts high
at least trying to

for wisdom I slave
and try to find
that those in the grave
have left behind

into the unknown
angel wings I ride
words from tombstones
they are my guide

have to be bold
and aware of my sin
what was old
will be new again

the wisdom that frees
put in my files
bigfoot watches from the trees
and wisely smiles

I just got back from the hilltop hayfield where I was flying and filming in the light at sunrise. I was taking shots of the field with the round hay bales in it. I have to meet those guys in a few minutes to film them as they begin the process of moving the bales to a different location and stacking them so they will be easier to distribute during the winter. It will be 2 tractors again. But this time they will have a spear on the front and one on the back so they can move the round hay bales 2 per tractor. In about a week you should be able to see it all in the drone flyover videos section of the drop down menu.

I am going to try to shoot some shots on their first trip because the light will be better then than later in the day. I hope you find beauty in your day. And I hope that it makes you smile.

from the holler : )