a horse along the way

black and green
you know they used to ride horses before they invented bikes

peace in arkansas

creekside
besides an occasional moo theres a lot of peace in arkansas

river of flowers

yellow blooms
a river of flowers flowing into the pond

cows by the barn

cows looking
even though barns aren’t used anymore the cows still like to hang around them

foggy morning

mountain mist
a foggy morning in arkansas

cattle call

fertile soil
cows peering toward me as i make a moo sound

a light in the skies of arkansas

presence
look back in the horizon like someone is blessed